Horses and buggies share the bike lane . . . .
Police use bike lanes too . . . .
It takes a bit of wrangling to get a bike parked and unparked . . .
Takes a bit of time to find your bike . . .
Electric wheelchair users use the bike lane . . . . and it's trickier to pass those slow folks in chairs too.
Notice the cell phone user who's somewhat oblivious?
Whenever I stopped my bike to take a photo, others around me politely voiced their displeasure. I had committed the unspoken sin of being out of sync with the natural flow of dis-order. Biking in Montreal requires total concentration. My brother-in-law found out the hard way; he cracked three ribs in a fall at an intersection with another bicyclist. He's fine; just a bit uncomfortable for awhile. Coming up in my next blog . . . the mega-ride of over 10,000 bicyclists.
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