Again last night, because that’s when there seems to be time for it. A different sensation this time, heavy fog rolling in while I was going South, so peering anxiously for unlighted cyclists—the most dangerous—and pedestrians. By the time I came back, it had cleared and was only dark. My light and rear blinker make me feel safe and visible, although Chicago is exceptionally well-lit anyway.
I’m a vehicular cyclist: I follow traffic laws while riding and going to left turn lanes, etc. The new strobe headlights, while perhaps good for being seen, run against that practice to my way of thinking. I see more and more single speed and fixed bikes, and often those are the ones dark at night, because of the absolute minimalism of the setup. And often set up with a riding position just as extreme, with the bars much lower than the saddle. Those were coming out of the fog, at speed last night on the trail, head lowered, because looking up is hard and you have to strain to do it from that position. My position is much more traditional, bars level with saddle. Makes looking out easy.