In August I made an entry called How To Steal a Bike, prompted by a couple of films on the web showing people ignoring someone stealing a bike right before their eyes. In the discussion that followed I suggested a possible approach for witnesses to a suspected bike theft: simply shouting Oi, that’s my bike
might be enough to see-off a thief. However for reasons of personal safety I didn’t think this was an entirely foolproof method.
Comments on the topic went quiet until last week when Paul from Adelaide recounted his largely unsuccessful attempt to use this approach. Feeling that the story shouldn’t be hidden away in the comments, I’ve asked Paul to go back and start at the beginning for this guest entry. You may not agree with what Paul did—you may even think him reckless or that he brought a bad outcome on himself. Maybe. Regardless it stands as a warning: your bike is replaceable, your life is not.
–T&M.
A commuter challenge in Adelaide last week saw all bikes beat their corresponding car – with one coming in 14 minutes faster.
A thought-provoking essay was printed in The Age last Saturday in which Professor Roger Rees argued that the road toll is high because drivers are not using their brains.
When writer Martin Buzacott needed to travel to every state capital to research a forthcoming book – he saved money and time by hiring a bike.
Was justice served when Stefanie Magner received a fine and license suspension for the crash that killed Amy Gillett?