Safe Cycling, Smart Cycling, Confident Cycling, Fundamental Cycling Skills: whatever you call it, educating riders on how to safely share the roads with other users is an important responsibility of advocacy organizations around the world.

I’ve never been through a formal bike safety course, but I’ve done plenty of reading, supplemented by plenty of self-education through tens of thousands of miles in the saddle.

In that time, I’ve gained one recurring insight which I haven’t seen anyone else specifically mention: the value of minimizing the number of interactions you have with motor vehicles.

We all know that out of every hundred drivers you encounter, a certain percentage of drivers are either distracted, impaired, or aggressive enough to constitute a meaningful danger to one’s safety. For sake of argument—and this is only a swag—let’s say that only 5 percent of drivers operate unsafely.

It’s a mathematical fact that our chances of being hit increase linearly with the number of drivers we encounter. At our 5 percent level, if we pass (or are passed by) 100 cars during a ride, we will have around 5 potentially unsafe encounters. But if we pass 400 cars, then we have to survive about 20 risky instances. On any ride, the more cars you pass, the more opportunities you have to be run over, QED.

But the converse is also true: if you only come across 20 cars, then maybe 1 of those drivers will be a danger to you. The fewer interactions you have with drivers, the fewer bad drivers you encounter.

That’s true no matter what the real rate of dangerous drivers is. Whether it’s much lower (1 in 500) or much higher (1 in 3), you’re *always* safer by reducing the number of interactions you have with cars. So that should be a goal for every cyclist.

“That’s nice, Ornoth, but how am I supposed to do that? I don’t control how many cars are on the roads…”

Riders aren’t idiots. Even complete newbies intuitively do a couple things that minimize problematic interactions with cars:

  • Avoid major arterial roads and highways with high-volume traffic. Ride on side and back streets that have less traffic.
  • Avoid narrow roads with no shoulders. This doesn’t really reduce the number of encounters you have, but it does produce less frustration and anxiety, and gives everyone a greater margin of error.

Beyond the obvious, here are some practical strategies I often use:

  • It sometimes makes sense, when you are about to start a narrow segment of road, to pull aside to allow any vehicles following behind you to pass. That way drivers aren’t frustrated and following you closely, looking for (potentially unsafe) opportunities to pass. You’ve defused a potentially dangerous interaction, plus you get the ethical satisfaction (and perhaps we all gain some political benefit) from your having been unexpectedly nice to someone.
  • Avoid going up long hills that will slow your pace. The slower you go, the more time you’ll take, and more vehicles will come up behind you wanting to pass (which make the previous points about narrow roads even more important on climbs). All else being equal, if you have a choice between a hilly and a flat route, you’ll have fewer interactions with motor vehicles on the latter.
  • When practical, avoid having to make left turns. Turning left requires moving across at least one parallel lane of traffic (the one you’re in, plus any to its left), then possibly crossing one or more perpendicular lanes (the cross-street). This isn’t a problem for right turns, because you’re not crossing lanes of traffic. Another alternative that can be safer is to make a two-stage left.
  • Don’t leapfrog traffic! It’s tempting to pass cars when they’re stopped at a traffic light, and buses at a bus stop. But most of the time those vehicles will want to pass you once they’ve started moving again. It’s a lot safer to insert yourself into the line of cars and wait for them to proceed, unless you’re damned sure you can sprint fast enough to stay ahead of the cars you pass!
  • Do your best to ride at the same speed as traffic. While this isn’t possible on high-speed roads, it is the optimal way to ride in urban traffic. In my experience, drivers will be less irate at a cyclist who maintains a comparable speed than one poking along at a walking pace.

I want to triple-emphasize that last point, because for my money, it is one of the most beneficial safety rules you can observe as a rider. By riding at the same speed as ambient traffic, you dramatically reduce (perhaps even to zero!) the number of vehicles that attempt to get past you. And as I said above: the fewer interactions you have with drivers, the fewer bad drivers you encounter, and the safer you will be on the road.

You could summarize all that in two golden rules: be considerate of other road users, and try to reduce the number of interactions you have with them. If you ride according to these principles, you will be exposed to fewer bad drivers, endure fewer opportunities for crashes, and reduce the frustration level of the dangerous drivers that you do encounter.

June has been quite a month, featuring some amazing rides, and then another serious crash. Here’s an update.

With Memorial Day coming early, this year I had an extra week between my big May ride (Tour d’Essex County) and my big June ride (Outriders). With beautiful weather on tap, on Monday June 2 I decided to throw down another solo century, just for fun. It would be my third century of the year.

While deciding on a route, I came across a century I did five years ago with the Quad crew, which went up to Dunstable and back, skirting a couple lakes.

Although I’d forgotten much of it, it turned out to be a beautiful route, which I extended a couple more miles up into New Hampshire (both in order to cross the state line as well as to visit Nashua’s appropriately-named side street called “Century Way”). Going through Chelmsford I briefly rode alongside an adult fox, and on the return leg I stopped at Kimball’s for ice cream.

Physically, my body wasn’t quite up for the challenge, as evinced by periods of serious pain in my right shoulder, left knee, and both hands. But having stressed my body, I expected it to adapt to be able to better handle the demands the next time.

“The next time” came two weeks later, when I undertook one of my favorite rides: the Outriders double-metric century (127 miles), which starts a few blocks from my house in Boston and goes out Cape Cod to finish in Provincetown. Thus my fourth ride of the year in excess of 100 miles.

The weather was absolutely perfect, and I paced myself in order to have enough strength for this perennial longest event of my cycling year. As a result, I spent time chatting with several other riders, and still finished 12th out of 125 starters. And that left me with five hours to enjoy in Provincetown before my 8:30pm ferry back to Boston. It really was a stellar day.

While the ride out was awesome, the trip back was a litany of troubles. The scheduled ferry broke down, and the replacement arrived an hour late for our departure. Then when we were halfway home, the new ferry shuddered to a violent halt when it got snagged in a line of lobster pots off Scituate, which took about 20 more minutes to extricate ourselves from.

By the time we’d docked and I’d put my lights on my bike, it was nearly midnight. I’d already been awake for 20 straight hours!

On the two-mile ride back to my condo, something happened. I’m not gonna go into the details of what or where, since my head injury prevented me from remembering much about the event. I’m pretty sure it was a solo fall from hitting something I should have seen. Although there are additional odd pieces of the puzzle.

What I do know is that I came to, completely disoriented, but knew it. I had someone summon EMTs and went to the hospital, where I was diagnosed with a concussion, cat scanned, and (after several hours during which my mental state gradually improved) released. I had some abrasions on my hand and foot, but the head injury was the most concerning. Well, except for the huge bruise I later developed from the nurse’s botched attempt to insert an IV port in my arm…

The bike initially looked kind of banged up. I’d popped both tires, bent one brake lever, and the front wheel was dented and out of true. Fortunately, it looks like the latter may be the only thing that needs replacement, and that should be covered by the extended warranty I bought on my wheelset.

The only thing I really need to spend money on—and the most impressive bit of damage—was my helmet, which was scraped up, dented, and cracked through in four places. While I have very little faith in bike helmets, I can say that I’m very thankful that my naked skull didn’t take the beating the casque did. I’m pretty certain it saved me from a crippling injury.

By the time I walked my broken bike home from the hospital, it was 3:30am. I’d been awake for 23 hours and 45 minutes. One hell of a long day!

That was last weekend. Most of the symptoms of my concussion have abated, although I’m still being very careful about it. My arm—which was fine until they tried to stick an IV into it—remains livid, very sore, and difficult to bend. The bike’s in the shop, and I hope to have news from them shortly. And a new helmet has been ordered.

You might be wondering what this means for my planned rides: surprisingly little. I had been debating doing an unsupported CRW ride that repeated the 130-mile Outriders route the following weekend, but the ferry problems had already convinced me to forego that. I usually do a solo century over the Fourth of July holiday, and that should still happen if my arm permits, although possibly on my old bike. My next organized group ride isn’t until July 20th—the Mount Washington Century—and I expect to be back in form well before that. Then comes PMC.

So overall, the crash won’t put too big a dent in my training goals. Mostly, it’ll hit my wallet in the form of medical bills.

But the thing that bothers me most about the whole episode is this: cycling entails risks you can control and others which you cannot, and I’m discouraged to think that this accident might have been something entirely within my control to avoid.

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