John F. Kennedy once said “Nothing compares to the simple pleasure of riding a bicycle.”; after this morning’s thoroughly enjoyable commute, I can relate.
British Summer Time has arrived, the weather has changed for the better, I was on the Good Bike and decided to take the Newtownabbey Way cycle path down to the shores of Belfast Lough. Riding along the cycle path through the Monkstown woods, on a cool spring morning with not a car in sight, all was well with my little world.
Even as I proceeded across the A2 Shore Road at Jordanstown to connect with the Sustrans lough shore cycle path, the static queue of Belfast bound traffic I passed brought a wry smile to my face. Poor car caged, road raged drivers, I feel sorry for you. Can’t you see what you’re missing?
All along the lough side and later roads there were more cyclists than I’ve seen recently. Some of them had that slightly unsteady, unstained high-vis “I’m new to this” look about them, which was good to see. Others had clearly brought their good bikes out from winter hibernation too, having put the robust winter hacks back into storage, or into the small ads.
The weather is holding, all week they say. More than ever, bring on the five o’clocks.
How are you getting home?