To The Editor:
The other day, while on a bike ride near the top of Granville Gulf, I had a flat tire. As I stood by the side of the road and began the process of replacing the deflated tube, the first two cars that passed stopped to ask if I needed any help. I assured them I didn't, but that proved to be incorrect; my spare tube turned out to be a dud. (Note to self – no more buying the flimsy, made-in-China inner tubes.)
A few minutes later, as I sat on the northbound guardrail next to my bike trying to figure out how to get back to where I started in Warren, a pickup truck heading south toward Granville saw me. He reversed direction, put my bike in the back of the truck and took me six miles out of his way to where I had started my ride.
The cycling community regularly circulates tales of woe about riders being verbally insulted, endangered, injured and even killed by inconsiderate, belligerent motorists. Fortunately, those fools represent only a very small percentage of the drivers on Vermont's roads. Most drivers are courteous and even supportive of cyclists sharing the road. My thanks to those who offered and gave help to me the other day.
Peter Oliver
Warren
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