I don’t know what’s going on lately with the Class I Bike Path otherwise known as the L.A. River Bikeway, but I’m not liking it one bit. Riding it these last couple months I’ve seen an increase of lane-hogging pedestrians of all ages (several with dogs) that I’ve been forced to dodge and/or alert (if I can yell loud enough to penetrate their headphones) and generally try to tolerate while despising them for being inconsiderate both of their own safety as well as for the safety of those of us for whom the bikeway was built and designated.
I dunno. Is it just a seasonal thing? If so it wasn’t this bad last summer. Maybe the Grifffith Park fire in May not only displaced the wildlife that survived the inferno but also the walkers and joggers as well? They’re all over the river now, sometimes in packs. Couple/three weeks ago while rolling to a stop at the call box near the path’s upper entrance at Victory Boulevard there was some sort of running club of a dozen or so limbering up and getting all set to head south, and then yesterday along with this dude pictured above there was a pair of glacially paced barebacked (and hairy) widebody guys side-by-side northbound as I came off the bridge over Los Feliz who acted as if they owned the place. The bastards. Go walk on the freeway — and put a fucking shirt on.
To be fair, the majority of the bipeds I’ve encountered aren’t nearly as fuzzy and have been considerate or cautiously aware enough to keep as far to the right as possible, but for every 5 of them there’s the one idiot gal walking her unleashed pocketpooch along the center line without a care in the world until I have to slow down and call bullshit so she can scoop up her piece of shih tzu in terror of me or her own stupidity. It’s early yet but I’m telling you the increase in their numbers is enough to give me visions of the river path potentially becoming as unrideably clogged with noncyclists as the beach bike paths have long been.