Aha. I had to enlist the help of a BMW driver at a set of roadworks in Surrey a few weeks back. The sensor wasn't detecting me and I didn't want to proceed on red as I couldn't even see round the bend. He was waiting in a junction besides the traffic light waiting for it to go green... had to ask him to get behind me to trigger the sensor. Let him go through first when it finally went green.
They're annoying as hell!
There's one near me which I think is pressure sensitive with an ASL, but a cyclist isn't heavy enough to trigger it when in the ASL. Traffic flows left-right with a 3rd lane joining from a one way street on the right, so it's 3 way lights. With the pressure sensitive right turn (which hardly any car ever takes) it's an occasional 4 way. As the traffic joining from the 3rd no-through road is 2 lane there is no 'safe zone' if you try and guess the light change and get it wrong. Combine that with the 'right turn' ASL being in 'no mans land' you have to shuffle out of the way of oncoming traffic/lorries cutting the corner. I've waited there for over 15 minutes on numerous occasions. I now either dismount and use the pedestrian crossing, or take a 2 mile detour. It's not much of a shortcut as you have to dismount for a 'cyclists dismount'
footbridge anyway.
Went out for a good ride last night with my mate ('Bike club'!). After my draining 42 mile on sunday and a crazy idea to do some hills monday night my legs were pretty toasted. He jumped on the front for the
first 5 miles, I pushed through for a
couple of miles and took the
first gradual climb fairly easy as I wanted to put an effort in on the main Tin Hill climb. Fairly happy with my
effort (PR'd it) but I did run out of steam towards the top and had to back off. Took the flats between them and after easy to give Richie a chance to catch me.
I continued on the front and after munching a peanut/flapjack bar I actually began to feel quite good!
Once past Weobley (some rough roads) I had a gel (as nothing else to eat with me), I think a combination of these, the efforts and the flatter route back towards town helped me to rediscover some form. I was able to continue pushing into headwinds on the front, even having to ease back a couple of times to wait for my mate! Our '5 mile swap' ended up with him doing the first 5 and me doing the next 25... Although the second half was more base social miles rather than any big efforts.
Back into town traffic the average took it's usual hammering, still 18mph average over 30 miles with 1000ft of climbing. Had some idiot pull out in front of me (after she'd pulled across the lane, stopped to stare at me long enough that I thought she was waiting, then continued on). Thankfully she left me room but it still annoyed me as I was doing ~20mph (in a 30) and she'd totally stopped and looked for ~5 seconds before pulling out, if she'd stopped for 2 and pulled it would've been ok. Can imagine her thought process: *pull into oncoming traffic, damn bike coming I'll stop, oh I'm stopping traffic so have to move, oh dear bike is approaching faster than I thought, panic*!
Still, good ride and good miles. Puts me at ~95 miles in 3 days which must be my highest for a while!