Does anyone else feel slightly possessive over their regular commuting routes?

I cross through Pontcanna Fields and Blackweir in Cardiff everyday, and find I get to know many of the other commuters and/or dog walkers. But when the paths get clogged up with fair-weather commuters – that is, people who clearly do not ride bikes very often, or are trying out their feet for the first time in ages, on the sole basis that it is not raining today – I get a little defensive for ‘my turf’.

And now that the university students are back, the same goes for pretty much the whole of Colum Road.

How dare people presume on my own little stretch of pavement?

“Your little piece of…..TURF”

Nope, you are a weirdo 😆

Used to spend my entire time surfing, which is pretty aggro and secretive, cycling is a breath of fresh air in comparison, pretty much good vibes from everyone I meet. Let’s keep it that way.

Do they know who you are?
Have you asked them ‘Do you know who I am’?

Does anyone else feel slightly possessive over their regular commuting routes?

Yep.

I don’t want to run into any strangers on the stairs up to the spare bedroom.

You’re freaking hardcore dude!

You get to ride your bike on a commute where drivers aren’t trying to kill you.

Enjoy.

Blackweir Park? That’s MY PATH. You can clear off.

Taff Trail has been rammo this week, due to the combination of Indian summer and student influx I suppose. At times I’ve been held up behind another cyclist FOR LITERALLY 15 SECONDS before I could pass them. Now I know why the car drivers all get so upset 😈

Taff Trail has been rammo this week, due to the combination of Indian summer and student influx

So you know what I mean, then…

I saw a bike and about a dozen cars on my 14 mile commute across the Quantocks over the weekend. 😀

The main drawback is leaving home at 05:45hrs. 🙁

So you know what I mean, then…

I suppose so, can’t say I get upset by it tho. It was quite nice riding home in the sun yesterday to see so many folks out and about. Dippy students walking seven abreast across the path, oblivious to “ding, ding, ding, ‘scuse me please, SCUSE ME! HEEEELLLLOOOO!” are a bit of a PITA tho…..

kind of make you look forward to winter when you can reclaim them from the fairweather foes

All trails are noticeably busier these days as we continue being the new golf

It’s not just cyclists, people are out “strolling” in the woods of an evening….How very dare they!! as if they have any right to be there? and if that wasn’t bad enough, some of them had walked further than the permitted 150 yards from the Car park!!

I had a right hufty on, I can tell you…

I blame the weather.

Ahhh Warriors, what a film.

There’s a guy locally to me who also assumes that some of the paths are his, and as such likes to lay logs at jaunty angles on his paths. Bless.

A couple of lines of this each side should do it..

can’t say I get upset by it tho.

Nor do I, really. Of course I get frustrated, but I don’t take myself very seriously.

I don’t take myself very seriously

Your type have no place here! 😀

I don’t use the Taff Trail, it’s too busy!

I come down the Taff Trail to the bridge at Blackweir..its the same every year in September with students..give it to halfway through October and they’ll all be walking on the proper side, at least the tiny minority who by then will be bothering to get up to go to lectures.

keep an eye out for All Blacks doing morning runs up that way at the moment..I wouldn’t like to tell Ritchy McCaw that its your path and he can clear off

I wouldn’t like to tell Ritchy McCaw that its your path and he can clear off

I’ll let you know how it works out. 😀

my worst experience of something similar is with shift work, especially night shifts over a weekend. Driving home Monday morning the roads are rammed with commuters, as I’m bleary-eyed and knackered and trying to get home to bed I usually have a little “yeah, well where the f– were you this time yesterday? IN BED!” rant to myself to get it out of my system. Then when I get home I kick the cat*.

*Not really. I don’t have a cat.

I come down the Taff Trail to the bridge at Blackweir..its the same every year in September with students..

The students on the Taff Trail twist my fricking melon. Walking 6 abreast all looking at their bloody phones, resentful that a bicycle might be travelling toward them on a cycle path. Bunch of turnips.

students are ok compared with the dog walkers in Hailey Park….I’ve never been chased by a hairy student intent on savaging my ankle…(then again I never went to Aberystwyth)