08-07-2016, 10:26 AM
ding...ding <- my first courtesy ring. Twice so the pedestrian knows that I'm getting closer, and that the solitary ding wasn't a figment of their imagination
DINGADINGADING <- my second ring. Standard bell ring. It startles _me_, so I try my best to not have to use it.
Then I'm just on my own because the pedestrian is either hard-of-hearing (like one-half of that couple walking their dog in the morning. She always looks so ashamed that her husband doesn't move out of the way, but it's not his fault), or has their earphones in (especially common on the Spur Line)
Thank goodness bike bells are tunable so we can get what we want out of them based on what we give them.
DINGADINGADING <- my second ring. Standard bell ring. It startles _me_, so I try my best to not have to use it.
Then I'm just on my own because the pedestrian is either hard-of-hearing (like one-half of that couple walking their dog in the morning. She always looks so ashamed that her husband doesn't move out of the way, but it's not his fault), or has their earphones in (especially common on the Spur Line)
Thank goodness bike bells are tunable so we can get what we want out of them based on what we give them.