Four-way Stops and the Idaho Stop
No photo today. I'm just rambling. For some reason, four-way stops seem to be the only point of anxiety I experience bicycling around Santa Fe, and every work day, on the way home, we make a left turn through one of them, near a hospital and a school, so perhaps people are more distracted than usual. I have had a bad urge to slow to a near-stop and then try to rush through if there is a car in some other lane that is also approaching the stop, in order to get out of that car's way, so that driver does not have to wait as long, while I come to a full stop, put my foot down, and then get under way again. Unfortunately, my wife is often just behind me, so my effectively doing an Idaho stop, means she is faced with either following me through the intersection or coming to a stop herself, and letting the car that was approaching go. As you might expect, that is not the way to marital harmony, and occasionally, the car that was approaching at the same time I was ...
