To set the mood for this post, please take a brief journey back to the 1970s with me and watch this video with the volume cranked to 10.
What the 70s lacked in shirt sleeves was more than made up for with hair.
Why the theme music for this post? Well, as soon as daylight savings went in to effect, my after work commute home was plunged into darkness. It can be dangerous for me to ride at night, but not for the reason you might think.
I ride in a lot of ambient city light so the front light I rock is more to make people aware of me than it is to help me see where I am going. I can tell you that if you really want to see where you are going, the light needs to be pointed at the ground, which brings me to my point.
The issue I have found myself facing is a few riders that smartly equip their whips with a front light or even lights, but then proceed to point them right at my corneas. The past few commutes have been particularly bad. There is this one rider with two front handlebar lights, one set to blink and the other set to solid, and a helmet light, AND every single one of them is attempting to illuminate the inside of my skull. When I passed him the other night I saw spots for five minutes.
So kind commuters, equip your whip with lights-o-plenty, but please point those front lights at the ground. Even if they are pointed at the ground they will still serve to warn incoming traffic of your presence. Safety tips from readers are welcome any time.
Apologees fer anny speling erors, ii am stil ceeing spotts =)