| Capt Spaulding |
09-11-2017 11:39 PM |
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Originally Posted by Ultramaroon
(Post 2976772)
Totally get that. :cheers:
Actually, I've come back to re-read and I feel a little torn. I also play in the passing/oncoming lane in order to stay accustomed to being there. I also practice aborting a pass. I'm repeating stories but when I was 13 I watched a woman hit a motorcyclist head on in a panic move. She pulled out from between two semis to pass. When she realized her error, instead of backing off, she dove for the shoulder on our side; the same place the motorcyclist went. Watched the whole thing go down while my dad calmly slowed to avoid being part of the mess.
I may be overly sensitive to it but I think passing is an under-appreciated skill.
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I could not agree more with your last sentence. I confess I'm a little perplexed at the idea of being afraid of the oncoming/passing lane. I understand full well the dangers of fucking it up, but properly executed it shouldn't be that traumatic. I'm not afraid of being there, but it seems to me that several things can happen in that lane, the vast majority of which are bad. So why spend any more time there than you have to?
Between 2 semis is a really uncomfortable place to be. That said, these guys cannot afford to get tangled up with a car. If you need to get around slow down enough to force the guy behind to give you some room. Stick your nose out and take a peek. If it's not clear then move back over and wait for an opportunity. Use geography. Uphills will slow these guys down. Use the chance to carve out some maneuvering room. See if you can make the pass after the crest. A little patience and a bit of planning will help immensely.
i'm sorry you had to witness the MC collision. I can certainly understand the trauma witnessing a catastrophe like that can cause. When I was about 20 I was on my way home late one night after playing tennis with a friend and watched in my rearview mirror as a guy in a pick up took a corner at a speed neither he nor the truck could pull off. He slid into a curb, rolled the truck, was ejected and run over by the truck. We made a quick U-turn and went back to render aid. The driver was conscious when ems picked him up, he died on the way to the hospital. It's not the stuff of nightmares, but I'll never forget his name.
I sure as hell don't have all, or even most, of the answers. I'm convinced, however that far too many people are behind the wheels of cars who should not be. And a big problem with most of them is they are not drivers - they are simply operators. They don't take their responsibility seriously. And, people die.
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