Vespizzare wrote:
TheWasp wrote:
DaveLX wrote:
I just think that if you don't lane-split or filter, you might as well just be in a car anyway. .
This is true of many city riders. Or how we feel. But I remember the time before I started splitting and still got around much better. But yes "going back" to that would be hard. Not everybody rides to split lanes, however. For me it's just a fact of life so I do it. I happen to like it so that helps.
Vespizzare wrote:
I did it again today. Otherwise I'd still be out there. But I continue to find it nerve-racking.
It will pass. You have enough riding experience to know that. However still might not be your cup of tea. When splitting stopped traffic the "nerves" will go away. When splitting moving traffic they are somewhat good to have at times. The "good fear" of riding. I feel it as energy as I am never worried or scared, just "on my toes" so to speak. Getting close to cars is not so dangerous, really. Making contact of course, is.
Up until now, when I was third in line at the light I didn't worry because I knew I'd make it through the intersection. What I think I'm going to do is start going to the front when I'm third in line and then 4th and so on until I'm comfortable doing a long line. Of course I'm talking about stopped cars. The guys in that tape above are wild men
In my first several thousand miles of riding i never split. I was nervous about the cars beginning to move before I got to the front of the queue and I'd be "stuck" between them or go bouncing off of them like a pinball.
But it did not take long before I found that not true. When the cars begin to move we just keep riding past them, not with them. That is the important part. "Lane sharing" is riding beside someone in a single lane. Dangerous. But lane splitting is
passing cars, not riding along with them. Big difference.
So when the cars start to move you can continue your split or just slide right in behind one. Remember you are
small so you fit lot's of places cars don't. Sooner or later you'll be moving through traffic with the greatest of ease, slipping and sliding by cars before they know you are even there
All at your discretion, of course.