tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post1256418126695370112..comments2023-12-07T03:58:37.749-08:00Comments on Riding the Wet Coast: Confrontation . . .Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05258612401956399482noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-85287278632839177512009-04-02T18:59:00.000-07:002009-04-02T18:59:00.000-07:00Late comment - and a nitpick to boot - 26 KM is ab...Late comment - and a nitpick to boot - 26 KM is about 16 miles, not 32....Dag nab it!https://www.blogger.com/profile/06849502063242869720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-50943154062305273482009-03-11T06:48:00.000-07:002009-03-11T06:48:00.000-07:00I pretty much handle things the way you do today--...I pretty much handle things the way you do today-- meek, quiet, unobtrusive... And I shake a bit when things get hot. Thankfully where I live the drivers or all stripes are generally polite. The times I have heard of "events" there was usually a mutual education process at work. I am grateful that I have mostly let go of any expectations of others on the road or my inclination to educate them.<BR/><BR/>When I was younger (teens through early 20s) the one area of my life that triggered hotheadedness was the road. I internalized it and turned it into scheming rather than direct confrontation. My education process generally involved Karo Syrup and gas tanks, side cutters and valve stems, or a hatchet and sheet metal. And of course the cover of darkness.<BR/><BR/>Looking back though I don't think anyone was educated and it just made things worse. It was utter stupidity marked by pervasive irrational thought and temporary insanity. Today I believe it is always better to let things go. It isn't a perfect solution but has far better results for me than my self righteous methods...<BR/><BR/>As others have pointed out I would watch out for the fellow for awhile. No telling what goes on in a person's head.Steve Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04540977884513559091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-50721482306700252022009-03-10T21:21:00.000-07:002009-03-10T21:21:00.000-07:00Tony: Where have you been hiding. Last time I sa...<B>Tony:</B> Where have you been hiding. Last time I saw you pushing a baby buggy at the gas station. Did you get that electric bike ? so many questions. You didn't come by for cappucino either. don't be a stranger.<BR/><BR/><B>Jack:</B> too bad we didn't know you 10 years ago, we are an original Vancouverite and could have shown you all the sights. Definitely not as safe as in the <EM>"old days"</EM> as long as you know areas to avoid.<BR/><BR/><B>cpa3485:</B> For some reason we seem to be having a lot of gang activity up here and perhaps in retrospect we should just back off and let them go . . . safer that way, better to be meek and mild and live another day<BR/><BR/><B>Lance:</B> I have been doing some thinking about the situation, and also keeping an eye out for this truck, and so far haven't seen it around<BR/><BR/><B>Irondad:</B> I'm going to follow your example and "appear weak", which is easy for me to do. Now I know where <EM>Irondad</EM> comes from . . . a dad, packing Iron.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05258612401956399482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-22107651932881503022009-03-10T18:58:00.000-07:002009-03-10T18:58:00.000-07:00I'm an ex cop and Viet Nam vet. I have a lifetime...I'm an ex cop and Viet Nam vet. I have a lifetime concealed handgun license and regularly carry one. I can physically subdue men much larger than me due to years of training. Like your story, I have "power to spare". <BR/><BR/>As hard as it is, sometimes I have to appear "weak" to avoid confrontation. There's just too much to lose. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Honesty like yours is rare.irondadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17821323482397075170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-60837170856527870992009-03-09T22:04:00.000-07:002009-03-09T22:04:00.000-07:00Bob, you proved today that discretion is the bette...Bob, you proved today that discretion is the better part of valor, and I am interested in the rest of story. It does seem that some guys need the big rigs to overcompemsate for something...Lancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02458096347718242672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-43183304952925116142009-03-07T12:45:00.000-08:002009-03-07T12:45:00.000-08:00I gave a lady the finger a couple of weeks ago for...I gave a lady the finger a couple of weeks ago for a little stunt she pulled when she passed me. I won't go into all the details, but suffice it to say that I anticipated that she might do something stupid before it actually happened. Then when it did happen I became peeved and flipped her the bird.<BR/><BR/>In retrospect, my action could have just exacerbated the situation. I should have probably just taken a deep breath, acknowledged my own disappointment in her driving ability, and let it go. But at that particular moment in time..... Well you know.<BR/><BR/>Forgiveness and patience can be difficult at times.cpa3485https://www.blogger.com/profile/00031439889267356735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-20472140018546335662009-03-06T22:02:00.000-08:002009-03-06T22:02:00.000-08:00Dear Mr. B. Scoot:Twenty-five years ago, I found m...Dear Mr. B. Scoot:<BR/><BR/>Twenty-five years ago, I found myself on Route 23 in what passed for backwoods New Jersey. A guy changed lanes in a pick-up truck and hit the crash frame on my Kawasaki. I chased him, got the license number, and took him to court. <BR/><BR/>He had damage on the truck, but claimed he wasn't in the state at the time, and didn't know who was driving his truck. He produced a witness to his whereabouts, wjho had pressed charges against him for assault the week before. <BR/><BR/>The guy got off because it was dark at the time of the accident, and I couldn't identify him the wheel. But he was the sort of trash that turns everything into a vendetta. <BR/><BR/>The guy driving the truck in your case sounds like a similar bully with an equally tiny penis. And in some cases, the only language these jerks understand is a savage beating. I think you shoud keep an eye out for this guy. <BR/><BR/>Vancouver used to be an easy city. I broughrt my daughter there ten years ago, and we came close to getting mugged in China Town. <BR/><BR/>Things change.<BR/><BR/>Very interesting post tonight.<BR/><BR/>Fondes regards,<BR/>Jack<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,Jack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-36194937565959751092009-03-06T12:52:00.000-08:002009-03-06T12:52:00.000-08:00Hey Bob. Know exactly how you feel. Had the same s...Hey Bob. <BR/><BR/>Know exactly how you feel. Had the same sort of incident in my car. Pulled out the camera and started to record. He didn't like that and took an offence manouever on me. Pulled out my cell and dialed 911 but not the "send" button. We exchanged mean stares and he took off after several minutes of taunting me.<BR/><BR/>Cameras and cell phones are neat!!<BR/><BR/>But I suggest not to be in this predicament in the first place. You never know who the other party is nowadays, especially in Vancouver. <BR/><BR/>Glad you're okay. see ya around.tonyc128https://www.blogger.com/profile/10707497592296728430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-62220033286266198662009-03-06T12:21:00.000-08:002009-03-06T12:21:00.000-08:00ET:Looks like we are "brothers from another mother...<B>ET:</B><BR/><BR/>Looks like we are <EM>"brothers from another mother"</EM> , I'm conservative too, just like you. I'm not shy but reserved. I can initiate conversations with strangers but often I just observe and form my own opinions from their body language, just like I can tell selfish people just by how they drive, how they don't signal, and how they change lanes. And also when they don't give you a thank you when you let them merge in. Often you can summarize them by the types of vehicles that they drive, but of course, there are exceptions. I know that one day soon we will be down in the Palouse again so our paths will hopefully cross . . .<BR/><BR/><B>Breve:</B><BR/><BR/>I commute from the "centre" of the city to North Road/Lougheed. I alternate routes to keep it interesting; sometimes Marine <EM>(speed)</EM> Way, sometimes Kingsway, and most recently Lougheed Hwy. I thought about the "gang" connection later, so you are RIGHT. Next time just let them go. At least I have a non-descript vehicle which blends into the background. Came the same way today and didn't see that truck. <BR/><BR/>safe travels and meet up when you get backAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05258612401956399482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-10623239343985525522009-03-05T20:08:00.000-08:002009-03-05T20:08:00.000-08:00Bob,Were near in Burnaby near and around SFU...tha...Bob,<BR/>Were near in Burnaby near and around SFU...that area somehow looks familiar...if you were that's quite a commute from downtown... I don't envy you buddy.. Let me know where that intersection is...just curious.<BR/>Next...you need to be careful bro...with all the gang wars going on around there...I don't think you should show how brave your little tush is...just grin and bear it and stay alive...afterall...you are the most serious and most senior (Not in age) and respected rider in our community... we want you around for many many years to come...and no that wasn't me in the 4 x 4 in case you wondered....lol<BR/>I loved your post...it has the making of a story that can actually be published..your car is fabulous pic (Award) stuff and yes we shall meet this summer to exchange views, opinions, ideas, etc... I'm just very busy right now with my youngest son who plays soccer in the US and my job...He's 16 and was recruted by the US soccer academy and has been playing for them for the last 3 years...meaning miles upon miles and miles of driving to practice and games and Seatac as they fly off to games every weekend all paid for by the academy...but you got to get him there.<BR/>Next week I'm off to Vegas for business...lol, the week after to CA for a University interview for junior and then things should sorta calm down and perhaps we can meet and chat and bond a friendship that ironically is cyber-space born...but hey I think great minds think alike...and we all know what fools do.<BR/>Thank you so much for the nod on your blog...truly appreciated bob for you are a scholar and a gentleman...BTW, I have to tell you that shot of the bridge you have in your previous post...is just sensational... I keep going back and looking at it...this should tell you something.... there is something about it that I can't put my finger on...but then again...not sure that I wanna put my finger on it...it is just enjoyable...<BR/>Thanks for sharing buddy. Keep well and have a good EVE.<BR/>Thanks again for the nod.Baron's Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05363887015251189502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738356784230164028.post-70779378717885672502009-03-05T19:18:00.000-08:002009-03-05T19:18:00.000-08:00I am not a "shy" person, but I am extremely reserv...I am not a "shy" person, but I am extremely reserved, more often than not, I won't initiate a conversation and usually find that I am content to stand back and observe. My closest friends would probably describe me as really mellow. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps this carries over to the way I drive/ride in traffic, usually (I say usually, not always) I am pretty conservative with my survival tactics when dealing with traffic, and like you, I prefer to take the longer and slower way home.<BR/><BR/>I'm curious as to how the Quad cab 4X4 incident turns out now.<BR/><BR/>Ride Well<BR/><BR/>E.T.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07081927514870722367noreply@blogger.com