It took me a while to realize that this cyclist was moron-worthy.
But after I had retold the story to a number of people, it occured to me that his behaviour was an object lesson for us all.
The rider was the perfectly equipped cyclist for this snowy, crappy Saturday: gloves, headcovering under helmet, full high-viz jacket, riding a heavy-duty winter-equipped bicycle down Ottawa Street toward the most dangerous intersection in the Waterloo Region: Homer Watson Boulevard and Ottawa Street. Regularly on the Top Five list for collisions, due to become a roundabout.
The light turned yellow, and the motor traffic -- no doubt concerned about the slick and snowy conditions -- slid slowly to a stop. All but the cyclist, who continued on up the grade to the intersection.
Surely, I thought, he will stop on the crosswalk. But no, with the light turning red, he entered the intersection and, I'm sure to the astonishment of the motorists, continued on through the red light.
I know what he was betting: that in such sloppy conditions, no motorist would make a move until they were certain the cross-traffic had come to a complete stop. Taking advantage of that, the cyclist sailed through.
I imagined that he was thinking, "Ha, that'll show all those gas-guzzlers" . . . and I could imagine what a bad taste that left in their mouths. I'm sure some of them were muttering about the "idiot cyclist." What good PR for the rest of the winter cycling community, or the cycling community generally.