Mini-conversations at the stoplight during the bicycle commute

When the weather gets cold and wet and the sun sets hours before the evening commute even begins, the people you meet at the stoplight are the serious bicycle commuters, the fair-weather cyclists having long since packed up their gear, not to be dusted off until springtime. But regardless of the season, the conversations at the stoplights tend to be rather perfunctory because you're probably going to be there for less than a minute. Here's a stoplight conversation I had earlier this week:

"Hey there."

"Warm night."

"Yeah, I was expecting rain."

"Don't worry, you'll get another chance tomorrow."

Comments (4)
  1. Phil Weber says:

    Here are a couple of my cycling adventures: . Enjoy!

  2. Peter says:

    Hey! That’s spookily like a conversation I had just last night! Was this conversation at the entrance to Marymoor park? And was the other person wearing a bright orange windbreaker?

  3. Nope, this was at the corner of 40th and 520 on Tuesday. But it’s nice to know that bicyclists basically talk about the same thing regardless of where they are.

  4. bramster says:


    So you’re a bicyclist.

    Not a biker

    Not a cyclist.

    But it does explain why you’re doing it mid/late November.

    "I think" . . .

    to a bicylclist, a device with two wheels and pedals, chain, etc, is a tool for going from point A to point B.

    A cyclist will invent points A and B, and use their existance as an excuse to mount two wheels, pedal, chain, etc.

    But we acheive commonality at the traffic lights.

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