Capt Steve
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We live on a very narrow street that I joke is Payson international raceway. Lots of folks use our street to avoid a couple of traffic bottlenecks on nearby highways. The speed limits 25 mph for a number of very good reasons... narrow street in a heavily wooded area with lots of blind driveways. There's an elementary school a block and half up the street and there are lots of kids, dogs and grumpy old farts like me.
After living here for a couple of months I went to the local police department and spoke with the duty officer about the speeding. He said they knew of the problem but their smallish department is spread pretty thin. They did start placing their volunteer community service officers in full on patrol vehicles with radar out in front four house on a regular basis {they document every speeder they clock but as most know they have no authority to actually issue tickets} and increased the pass byes.
Compliance is cyclical getting better for a while and then lapsing back to what are often ridiculous speeds. Our house is well back from the road but the other morning I was standing out on the edge of the road when I head a repeat offender coming hard and fast on his motorcycle. I motioned for him to slow down {arms extended, palms down in a repeated vertical action}. he blew my me at about 45 coming within 2' of hitting me. As he approached he threw down his cigarette and screamed F... You!
I yelled "Slow down!" but did not flip him off or swear. A neighbor walking her dog witnessed the incident from 20' away. Went back inside and about 30 minutes later while watching TV my doorbell rang and there stood the bike guy on my front porch, his bike was parked at the head of my driveway 40 yards out.
I stepped out on to my front porch pulling the door closed behind me and asked "Can I help you?" Now this guy was 30 years younger, 3" taller and about 40# larger than I {5' 9" 190# and 70 years young}. It occurred to me that he wasn't there to read the meter and my bride could not believe I answered the door but What was I suppose to do, cower behind the door and hope he just went away? My best friend chided me for not answering the door armed but I explained that I had no desire to escalate an unknown situation. Since he had rung the doorbell the video camera was recording whatever was about to go down. I had a witness handy who had seen our initial encounter so felt like I had the situation somewhat covered
His first words were what I hoped but did not expect to hear... He said I want to apologize, I should not have done what I did and I'm very sorry and rest assured it will never happen again. I got to feeling bad after I rode by and I hope you'll accept my apology.
I stuck out my hand which he shook and told him I really appreciated his stopping by and we introduced ourselves. I told him my concern is that I just do not want to see anyone hurt and assured him that I ride bikes too and know how much fun they can be BUT... this street is simply not the place to push the envelope and he agreed. We shook hands once more, I wished him well and he departed.
It turned out well but upon reflection realize it had serious potential not to. I could not in good conscience not yell for him to slow down based on his size so I took a shot. Without his plate the cops would be powerless to do much though a quick video on my i Phone would have been worth sharing with them. If it happens again and I am sure it will, I'll go for option #2 and try and get video and or a plate and then hand it off to the local PD.
So what do you guys think? What could, should, would you have done in my shoes?
After living here for a couple of months I went to the local police department and spoke with the duty officer about the speeding. He said they knew of the problem but their smallish department is spread pretty thin. They did start placing their volunteer community service officers in full on patrol vehicles with radar out in front four house on a regular basis {they document every speeder they clock but as most know they have no authority to actually issue tickets} and increased the pass byes.
Compliance is cyclical getting better for a while and then lapsing back to what are often ridiculous speeds. Our house is well back from the road but the other morning I was standing out on the edge of the road when I head a repeat offender coming hard and fast on his motorcycle. I motioned for him to slow down {arms extended, palms down in a repeated vertical action}. he blew my me at about 45 coming within 2' of hitting me. As he approached he threw down his cigarette and screamed F... You!
I yelled "Slow down!" but did not flip him off or swear. A neighbor walking her dog witnessed the incident from 20' away. Went back inside and about 30 minutes later while watching TV my doorbell rang and there stood the bike guy on my front porch, his bike was parked at the head of my driveway 40 yards out.
I stepped out on to my front porch pulling the door closed behind me and asked "Can I help you?" Now this guy was 30 years younger, 3" taller and about 40# larger than I {5' 9" 190# and 70 years young}. It occurred to me that he wasn't there to read the meter and my bride could not believe I answered the door but What was I suppose to do, cower behind the door and hope he just went away? My best friend chided me for not answering the door armed but I explained that I had no desire to escalate an unknown situation. Since he had rung the doorbell the video camera was recording whatever was about to go down. I had a witness handy who had seen our initial encounter so felt like I had the situation somewhat covered
His first words were what I hoped but did not expect to hear... He said I want to apologize, I should not have done what I did and I'm very sorry and rest assured it will never happen again. I got to feeling bad after I rode by and I hope you'll accept my apology.
I stuck out my hand which he shook and told him I really appreciated his stopping by and we introduced ourselves. I told him my concern is that I just do not want to see anyone hurt and assured him that I ride bikes too and know how much fun they can be BUT... this street is simply not the place to push the envelope and he agreed. We shook hands once more, I wished him well and he departed.
It turned out well but upon reflection realize it had serious potential not to. I could not in good conscience not yell for him to slow down based on his size so I took a shot. Without his plate the cops would be powerless to do much though a quick video on my i Phone would have been worth sharing with them. If it happens again and I am sure it will, I'll go for option #2 and try and get video and or a plate and then hand it off to the local PD.
So what do you guys think? What could, should, would you have done in my shoes?