First, it came shortly after the last one. Usually honks are spaced many weeks apart making them very rare occurrences. Second, this honk was my first one downtown.
I was riding on Walnut headed east toward campus. I had just crossed Jefferson. A short way ahead a truck was parallel parking, so I slowed a bit to be sure he was secure before passing him. Oh, and I was positioned was dead center in the late because Walnut downtown is narrow with a 20 mph speed limit.
After passing the truck, a woman in a small red car passes me with more than 100 yards to go to the light at Kimbrough. No on-coming traffic. And she honks.
I smiled at her as she passed, and she flipped me off! Wow. And she had a small child in the front seat, too.
Then came another first: The light caught her at Kimbrough, so I was able to speak to her. She was in the left-turn lane; I pulled along side. Her passenger window was slightly cracked. The conversation went roughly this way:
Me: Why did you honk at me?
Her: Why don’t you ride on the sidewalk?
Me: Because it’s illegal downtown and dangerous. Missouri law defines this [points to bicycle] as a legal vehicle. I belong in the road.
Her: Geez. [waves hand dismissively]
And then the light turns and she’s gone. Something learned? Hmmmmm…