By Elke Porter | WBN News Vancouver | July 1, 2025
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Ah, the scenic bike and pedestrian path from Kitsilano Beach to Spanish Banks — a ribbon of harmony where humans and wheels are meant to coexist in peaceful, beachy bliss. Or at least that was the plan. What actually unfolds on any sunny weekend is a full-contact obstacle course that makes Mario Kart look like a tea party.

Let's start with the cyclists — warriors of spandex and determined bell-ringing, zooming past at speeds that would make Tour de France riders nod in approval. "Coming through!" one cyclist called out to a toddler with an ice cream cone. The little one, still mastering the art of walking in a straight line, responded by doing an impressive zigzag dance across the entire path.

But it's not all pedal-powered chaos. Some pedestrians seem to think the path is their personal living room. "Let's walk five abreast while debating the merits of oat milk," they decide, blissfully unaware of the painted signs, oncoming traffic, and the enthusiastic parade of e-bikes rounding the corner like they're qualifying for the Indy 500.

A shining solution did emerge in one new section: a glorious, sensible split between walkers and bikers, complete with a fence! Progress! Safety! Logic! Until... oh dear. Someone, in a moment of well-intentioned confusion, decided to put benches on the bike side. With gaps in the fence. Because nothing says "peaceful rest" like navigating across a bike thoroughfare to reach your seat, weaving between cyclists like you're starring in the world's most leisurely game of Frogger.

Let’s not forget the wildcards: unleashed dogs, weaving children, frisbees with minds of their own, and volleyballs launched like heat-seeking missiles. I saw a guy on a unicycle nearly get taken out by a rogue soccer ball. He never saw it coming. None of us did.

Then there are the speaker-bikers — the DJs of disaster — blasting top 40 hits as they blast through the crowd. It’s like being passed by a nightclub on two wheels. Combine that with slow wobbly cyclists, couples riding side-by-side reciting poetry, and rogue rollerbladers, and you've got the soundtrack to a beachside symphony of chaos.

The moral of the story? We all need a little refresher in sharing. Slow traffic, keep right. Fast traffic, don't scream. Ring your bell—it's there for a reason, not just decoration. Say "on your left" with enough advance notice that people don't think they're being chased. Come to a complete stop at intersections instead of that creative "rolling pause" maneuver. Keep both hands on the handlebars, not just the one that isn't holding your smoothie. Pass with plenty of room—close enough to high-five is too close.

And cyclists, those red lights apply to you too, despite what your Tour de France fantasies might suggest. If you want to drive that fast, use the road just like the cars do. For pedestrians: if you must stop suddenly to photograph a particularly photogenic squirrel, step aside first. And if you absolutely must sunbathe in the middle of the path, at least wear reflective gear.

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