A load of old bells: cyclists and canal pathways

I do so enjoy my daily power[1] walks along the Basingstoke canal from St. Johns to Woking.

I recently started taking a there and back again approach in that I’d leave at 7:30am for Woking station and instead of getting a bus back after a hard day’s grind at work, I’d also walk back from Woking to St. Johns. 6 miles round trip.

I’ll always walk to the station each day, but I’m currently alternating between taking the bus back and walking back at the moment otherwise I’ll knacker myself out.

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Pounding the ground at 4.2 miles per hour (or there abouts)

What really gets my goat, however, is some cyclists that whizz down the path at such speed and don’t bother to ring their bell. The danger for them is that one day I won’t hear them and I’ll step out in front of them, forcing them into the canal, or worse yet: we’ll both be injured. And if that happens, my lawyers are on standby.

It doesn’t cost a lot to add a bell to a pushbike, and I’m very happy to wait and stand aside to let cyclists through if they ring their bells.

So cyclists: ring your bell.

Cue Anita Ward’s Ring my Bell:

Okay, that’s enough about bells. Carry on.

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