Cycling on the High Road
Choosing Compassion for Everyday Biking
Photography: David Niddrie

models: Gerry Bratz and Sandra AllenPhotograph by David Niddrie
“At least as much as cyclists complain about motorists and pedestrians, pedestrians and motorists complain about cyclists.”
You’re riding your bike in peak rush hour traffic when a truck up ahead spills a load of PVC pipes onto the street. Traffic stops, the truck stops and the driver gets out to reclaim his spilled cargo. Do you? a) Stop and wait with the rest of traffic wishing this guy would hurry up and get his freakin’ pipes out of your way? b) Zip on by weaving through traffic because you can? Or c) stop, get off your bike, and help the driver reload the pipes so everyone can get going a little faster and so the driver can feel a little less lame? Mike Sallaberry found himself in this situation and chose to stop and help the driver out. Recounting the scene, he says, “me and two other cyclists helped reload them. No motorists helped, even though they were the ones inconvenienced by the mess. The cyclists could have kept going no problem.”
Sallaberry models the Golden Rule – “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you” – a tenet of almost every major religion and philosophy. This “rule” more often than not seems to be forgotten on our roads: our fast-paced culture, where “me” matters most, rewards competition over compassion. We drive or ride through life worried about our own deadlines, dates, and dinners. When we’re faced with a difficult situation on the road, how often do we put ourselves in the other person’s place? Or how often do we become angry and self-righteous?
Cyclist Claude Ewell recounts one time when a van cut him off in traffic. “I caught up to him and said, ‘You cut me off’,” says Ewell. The driver retorted with, “Fuck you.” Ewell said the same back, and the situation escalated. At the next stop light Ewell spat at the man’s car and ended up hitting the driver in the face. He says the angry driver then “hit the gas and ran into me from behind.” When asked why he retaliated Ewell says, “If you let people get away with that crap, they’ll think that’s the way it should be, and that’s not the way it should be. A bike is a vehicle. I was entitled to be where I was.” Though he does admit it “got a little carried away.:

Photograph by David Niddrie
Ewell’s situation is not that uncommon. Though many people might stop shy of spitting, most are free with expletives. And oftentimes, cyclists (and other road users) think it’s their duty to “teach a lesson” to someone. This mode of thinking assigns responsibility for our emotions and actions to the other; as in, “they made me angry,” or, “he caused me to spit.” We judge someone when we think, “what an idiot” and we condemn that person when we think, “I’ll show him!”
There’s another perspective here – the other person’s. At least as much as cyclists complain about motorists and pedestrians, pedestrians and motorists complain about cyclists. We’ve all seen it – in the letters to the editor, blogs, and online discussion groups. Cyclists don’t exactly have the image of angels. One frustrated motorist in San Francisco vents on Craigslist about a frustrating encounter:
“I’m stopped at a four-way stop at Hampshire and 22nd, four cars at each corner. It’s my turn. I start to accelerate, then have to slam on the brakes because a bicyclist jets through the intersection without stopping or even slowing down. To make it even better, he slaps his ass and air kisses me when I toot my horn at him!” She goes onto recall another incident where she was stopped at a red light with her right turn blinker on waiting to turn. “The traffic had cleared, but just as I begin to turn, a bicyclist passes me moving very fast on the right, running the red light. I almost hit him, but he doesn’t seem to care. I’m shaking. What if I did hit him? How would that affect his life? How about mine? How about my kids who are also in the car?”
Every story has at least two sides. While there is likely truth in each, these stories also reflect our subjective feelings and emotions and how we respond to them. How often do we take a moment to pause and be aware of our emotions? And how often do we accept responsibility for our own feelings – be they irritation, anger, or rage?
Buddhists call this internal reflection on one’s thoughts and motivations, mindfulness. Psychotherapist Tara Bennett-Goleman believes that practicing mindfulness can help free us from destructive emotional patterns. She identifies ten basic patterns responsible for most of what troubles us. Vulnerability and entitlement are two that cause trouble on the road. Cyclists often feel vulnerable in traffic. Many also ride with a sense of entitlement, feeling that cycling is a superior mode of transport deserving special consideration over vehicles.
Being aware of these feelings is the first step to mindfulness. If you find you are prone to feelings of entitlement, Bennett-Goleman advises, “Start to be aware of the negative impact of your actions on the people around you.” Blowing through a stop sign with three other vehicles waiting their turn doesn’t go unnoticed.
If you’ve read this far, by now you might be protesting. You might think: “But bikes are disadvantaged on the road. Cars are bigger and more dangerous. They can kill us. We can’t kill them. That makes cyclists the victims, right? And then there are the streets – they’re designed for cars, not bikes, so we need our own rules. Bikes are the best. We don’t pollute. We’re the greatest!”
Making our own rules on the road can lead to dangerous situations – for others and for ourselves. With the huge public relation hurdles we already have, it’s also not likely this tactic will win us friends or garner more support for cycling. A self-obsessed attitude is unbecoming and lessens our credibility.
The way we ride our bikes is our strongest voice – for our own safety and for advancing cycling. The way we navigate traffic, the look we give or don’t give someone, or the hand gesture that we make speaks for us. Riding a bike is like doing a dance; words are rarely spoken but much is said.
Remembering that the other people on the road are human beings can help us do this dance more gracefully. Instead of condemning drivers, have you ever felt compassion for them? After all, they are also victims of the car culture. They’ve bought into the promise of freedom that delivers expensive gas prices, wasted time away from friends and family stuck in traffic, and life-alienating transport.
Seeing the humanity in others is an essential part of cultivating compassion. Jay Ferm, a Madison WI cyclist, says that when he’s faced with a driver behaving badly he “imagines that perhaps they are rushing a kid to the doctor, or are late for a job interview.” He admits that at times he gets angry and, when he catches himself, remembers that he was once “an unconscious road user.”
Connecting with others on the road as fellow humans can also give rise to everyday acts of kindness. Cyclist Andy Thornley says, “I love the everyday chances I get to give the other person her turn, pausing at the crosswalk to let folks cross, signalling my turns and waving ahead cars, bikes, and others, dinging my bell to let dog walkers know I’m approaching.” These little moments are our invitations to choose either the self-centred “me-first” approach or the compassionate giving approach. Thornley aims for the latter saying, “Giving is empowering, good for your heart, and good for your community. As a cyclist you have the opportunity many times a day to be visibly and influentially magnanimous, generous, considerate, even civilized, just by giving the other person his turn!”
According to the Dalai Lama, “If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion.” This sounds easier than it is, but the bicycle can be our vehicle to compassion. Bicycles offer a greater level of humanity than cars. The slower pace offers a greater connection to the environment, the community, and other people. And most bicyclists will admit, they’re happier when they bike. We can take advantage of the nature of cycling to help us cultivate compassion. Just imagine what the road would look like if we let our hearts drive our bikes. And as far as bringing new people to cycling, it’s a lot easier to attract bees with honey than with vinegar.

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Thank you!
Thank you for vocalizing eloquently something I have been thinking about for quite a while. I especially liked the point on how car drivers are themselves victims of the car culture. Many have been convinced there is no other viable alternative, but there is, its called cycling!
For years I aggressively went after wayward drivers and surprise, surprise, aggressive arguments always ensued. Then as I got older I tried talking to them as one person to another. I explained in a calm manner, why I felt I was wronged and just how vulnerable my situation was. You would be surprised at the heart felt apologies I received.
The real turning point for me personally came when I started driving a little bit after a 10 year hiatus being only bike powered. I went out with my cyclist radar on MAX alert, but was scared witless at some of the risky and "me first" behaviour I was observing from fellow cyclists.
My favorite incident was when I was trying to parallel park. I checked twice, no one was coming so I started to reverse into the spot with the signal on. I was more than half way into the spot, when a fellow cyclist tried to pass me on the inside (between the car and the curb, even though the main lane was open). When I saw her coming I stopped quickly, but I was shocked when she still rolled up on the inside and punched the window with her fist then continued squeeze through.
I felt strangely violated by the whole experience. I somehow saw her dart to the inside and quickly stopped as I wouldn't want any harm to come to her. Instead of seeing the role she played in the situation, and the fact I quickly reacted to ensure her safety, she showed me what I felt was unwarranted aggression.
I somewhat understand why she did it. It was a shorter distance to the signal light by cutting the car on the inside rather than riding the extra 5 feet to go safely around. Perhaps she didn't under stand what I was doing, or was in a hurry or perhaps she felt I didn't belong. I can never be certain, but the other cyclists I was giving a ride to after a cyclocross race were equally dismayed.
For the first time in my life I started to understand some of the frustrations drivers felt and since then try to be mindful to all users on the road.
Although we are at the disadvantage in a culture that celebrates the car, we still have a role to play in our own safety and how we treat those around us. Cars can be hard to drive. They are big, awkward and have nasty blind spots. Cyclists on the other are small, quick to maneuver and have great visibility. I think we sometimes forget this as we dart in and out of places and as a result our own actions can put us in direct conflict with cars, which is never a good thing. (If you don't believe me, try driving just a little bit and I guarantee you won't ride the same way after ever again.)
I think as cyclists we all have a role to play to ensure our own safety and to act as ambassadors for alternative transportation. If this means obeying some annoying traffic laws that weren't quite designed for us, so be it, we can alwasy fight these archaic laws via the proper channels.
After all, we are all people here and we can't forget that positive change only results from positive actions.
I ride my bike very
I ride my bike very frequently along busy streets and I make sure I obey every law. What irritates me the most is when I see a group of bikers who insist on riding side by side versus single file. Riding side by side is dangerous, and many riders drift outside of the bike lane regularly..just to chat with a friend.
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well written!
I enjoyed the article and agree with it. Apparently it will be harder to put into practice than I thought. The day after I read the article I was on my commute and I missed a chance to help a car driver who had made a mistake. The driver rolled through a stop sign in a residential area and finally stopped, blocking the lane for a car that was traveling the opposite direction from me. I should've stopped to let him cross the intersection but I kept my right of way and made him wait the 5 seconds for me to pass. That earned myself the middle finger and a shouted "Asshole!" from the driver.
Had I stopped, I would have acted on the spirit of the article, and garnered good will from those involved. I would have come away from the incident feeling good. Instead I received epithets and felt hollow righteousness. I will work on my compassion.