Yeah, I know the Fella I’ve seen him on my commute too, he seems to be using the very hardest gear available like some sort of resistance exercise, will always come to a dead stop for roundabouts (there’s a couple on the route) even when there is nothing coming from any direction and good visibility, and then gives me the evil eye when I cruise by with a cheery “Morning”…
It’s either some bizarre form of Torture or Martyrdom…
I assume the Panniers are just filled with Aggregate, whatever He’s trying to atone for it must have been truly terrible, I’m going to assume… Genocide…
My personal favourite is still the fella on a slicked up old Raleigh with his flapping Hi-viz, wonky old Millets rucksack, wonky lid and only ever wears old football shorts and mismatched ankle socks, who lumbers along until over taken by someone and then does his best to hold your wheel wheezing away, bike creaking for a good 3/4 mile, eventually giving up with a “AhhhhFuuucckkit!“…
Oh and the worlds slowest Time Trialist, Full carbon, Aero, Wunder-bike and pointy lid, cannot exceed 15.2Mph…
Commuting by bike is great, a whole world of “Characters”…