So it isn’t exactly a bike taking on the bus, but big wheels have pedals and they get you there. Watch to see if they get you there faster than a bus in New York City.
(Thanks to Atom for sending this one in!) I could totally get behind a big wheel movement if only to enjoy the occasional spin-out. Remember those?
Tell us your beating-public-transit story. Here’s mine, briefly: yesterday, on my bike, not my dream big wheel, I turned onto Courtenay Place from Kent Terrace to get stuck behind three beastly buses spewing more noxious exhaust from their rears than… well, you know, that inappropriate friend we all have, grandpa, your seven-year old nephew. Of course, the cars tangled themselves up in between the buses as each angled for position– the buses aimed for the next stop and the cars aimed to get around them. I squeezed to the far right, ringing bell on fire, and passed everyone. Yippee! I left the cars and buses in my (clean, non-stinky) dust, rolled through a waning green light at Taranaki on my own and owned the street most of the way to Willis.
Happy holidays filled with happy riding!