What makes cycling joyful? | Ben Thomas

Raindrops on roses. Whiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens.

Every now and again, as commenters often remind us, this blog should be joyful.

So how about this: A blogger in a big city writes about cycling there. He suggests simple measures by city authorities to make life better (and simply more joyful) for cyclists. The city takes the idea to heart. The blogger notes new cyclist-encouraging street furniture appearing in city. There is more about this happy development on Copenhagenize.com.

I guess it could only be Copenhagen.

But there's the negativity creeping in again. How about some more examples of urban (or indeed rural) design for cyclists that work? That makes you safer – and even, happier.

There are other threads on the bike blog that debate the bad aspects of cycle lanes, and cycle lanes that are simply bad (perhaps I should say crap). Similarly advance-stop lines. But just this once, let's keep it positive. Most of the time, I like both of these inventions. They recognise that my bike exists, and that makes me happy.

Then there's the National Cycle Network – all too easy to overlook on a daily commute, perhaps, but once you've made use of it you keep noticing it everywhere (sustainable transport charity Sustrans say the network now runs within 2 miles of 75% of the UK population).

And, for me, the Outer Circle of Regent's Park in London on a Sunday morning. It may not have been designed to please cyclists, but it sure pleases me – Cumberland Terrace, the London zoo giraffe house, the US ambassador's house, London Central Mosque, 30mph hill. Repeat x2. And the way Victoria Pendleton zips past me every time I ride there (it is you isn't it, Victoria?).

Vending machines selling inner tubes. Well-designed bike stands. Council-funded croissants on the way to work on car-free days. These are a few of my favourite things. What are yours?

Thanks to guardian.co.uk who have provided this article. View the original here.


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