I came very close to being taken out by a cager in a beige Honda minivan on the way back after today's ride.
Eastbound 15 SR Halton Hills at 5th Line (for those not knowing the area, 15 SR is straight thru and 5th Line has a stop sign). I spotted the minivan northbound on 5th Line approaching the intersection well in advance. As per my normal practice, I adjusted speed (in this case slowing down slightly) so as to time my arrival at the intersection at a different time than the car (in this case, after the car) in case the car blows the stop sign. That was successful, the van stopped at the stop sign before I crossed. Also as per my normal practice, I prepared for evasive action in case the brain-dead cager did something wrong. Nothing coming in the other direction, so the evasive action prepared for was to swerve into the oncoming lane.
And this time ... it was necessary. The van started moving forward. I aimed for the opposite lane and went through the intersection almost all the way on the other side. I heard a screech of brakes just as I passed the front of the van. The driver obviously had no idea whatsoever that I was coming. Looking in the mirror, the front of the van was almost at the center line. The course of action that I had taken was the correct one. No way would there have been enough time to stop.
I'm not normally one to do this, but ... I stopped, turned around, came back to the intersection, and went after the van. There had been a pickup truck waiting to cross the intersection southbound - the driver had seen the whole thing and was still waiting there when I came back, probably freaked out at seeing what had just happened. Catching up to the van was not a problem (ZX10R).
The driver of the van - a man in his mid-forties, roughly my age - pulled over to the side of the road and rolled down the window, and was extremely apologetic. I passed along the "look twice - save a life" message, turned around, and we both resumed our separate journeys. Hopefully he takes the message to heart, and doesn't do that to anyone else.
Eastbound 15 SR Halton Hills at 5th Line (for those not knowing the area, 15 SR is straight thru and 5th Line has a stop sign). I spotted the minivan northbound on 5th Line approaching the intersection well in advance. As per my normal practice, I adjusted speed (in this case slowing down slightly) so as to time my arrival at the intersection at a different time than the car (in this case, after the car) in case the car blows the stop sign. That was successful, the van stopped at the stop sign before I crossed. Also as per my normal practice, I prepared for evasive action in case the brain-dead cager did something wrong. Nothing coming in the other direction, so the evasive action prepared for was to swerve into the oncoming lane.
And this time ... it was necessary. The van started moving forward. I aimed for the opposite lane and went through the intersection almost all the way on the other side. I heard a screech of brakes just as I passed the front of the van. The driver obviously had no idea whatsoever that I was coming. Looking in the mirror, the front of the van was almost at the center line. The course of action that I had taken was the correct one. No way would there have been enough time to stop.
I'm not normally one to do this, but ... I stopped, turned around, came back to the intersection, and went after the van. There had been a pickup truck waiting to cross the intersection southbound - the driver had seen the whole thing and was still waiting there when I came back, probably freaked out at seeing what had just happened. Catching up to the van was not a problem (ZX10R).
The driver of the van - a man in his mid-forties, roughly my age - pulled over to the side of the road and rolled down the window, and was extremely apologetic. I passed along the "look twice - save a life" message, turned around, and we both resumed our separate journeys. Hopefully he takes the message to heart, and doesn't do that to anyone else.