Yesterday, riding my bike home I encountered Mariners traffic and found myself on the “wrong side of the law”. Slowing up behind a traffic officer I had the distinct feeling that he wouldn’t like me being behind him without knowing about it. I should have trusted that impulse. He turned around;
What are you doin?(cupping my ear against the traffic noise) I’m sorry?
What are doing in my conepath?
Turning full around in my bike I now noticed a dotted line “conepath” sufficient for SUV’s and Buses but my little recumbent didn’t even take notice and in fact welcomed the respite from the crushing hulks clogging the arterial.
Oh? Woops, sorry.
Get out of my conepath.Okay
If you do it again you will get a ticket.
As I stood by waiting for lights for 3-4 minutes or so I watched him stand guard over his conepath, swinging his whistle, displaying the empathy and tact of, well…a traffic cone.
blief 
Seattle’s finest keeping the citizens safe from rebels like yourself. Please excuse the sarcasm but geezzz……!
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How cool would it have been if you knocked over one of his cones and then made a run for it? Massive police chase thru the mean streets of Seattle and a possible appearance on COPS or better yet America’s Most Wanted !
All for the rush of feeling the wind in hair and the coppers in your dust … Oh man you “bikers” just flaunt your contempt for the law and their conepaths.
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Damn cops! Like he couldn’t have just said something like “excuse me Sir, but you are in a restricted lane could you please move?” I work with some good cops and I work with some complete asses – looks like SPD also has some asses too.
Tom
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