There are a lot of cyclists here. The roads are full of them. Unlike in the United States, cyclists are treated well by motorists. Most of the serious cyclists with the colorful garb and the fancy gear are men, my age and older. Countless 60 year old men have passed me heading up a mountain. I have to give them credit. They're out there every day. It reminds me of how I pass the young hipsters on the Williamsburg bridge. On weekends there are huge trains of cyclists headed up into the mountains, but one finds cyclists of every sort everywhere.
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