When I was navigating from the road to the sidewalk on my bike on the link between Three Sisters Drive and the bridge, I fell. Afterwards I hit the ground and was tangled and trapped under my bike. At 86 years old, a fall like this can be a real problem.
It took me several minutes to get untangled, but in the meantime car after car passed me and no one even slowed down despite my needing help. Other than a pair of ripped jeans, a bloody knee and hand, I was OK but shaken up.
Are those uncaring people locals or visitors?