^^^That's good to hear. I thought Fort Mac was only full of coke-addicted aggressive foremen who drive expensive vehicles.
It is but it is also full of the people Heathen mentioned.
True story. I was cycle commuting a couple years ago on the Arbutus route and I stood up to get some speed up a small hill. As i was putting it to the grinds one of the clips on my peddles sheared, sending me over the bars and skidding up the hill.
Only one cyclist out of about a half dozen thought to see if I was ok, and at that it was a peddling by "you alright." I hadn't even collected myself to realize they were speaking to me.