I ride miles of chip seal uphill smack dab on the white line a few
inches from the bitter crumbling edge (except for a few spots where
the white line actually ducks off the edge).
The thing about the fog line and paved shoulder seems to be that
motorists come up from behind, and see the bicyclist riding on the
paved shoulder (all well and fine so far). Most drivers go well
around (many leaving their lane completely) - all well and fine so
far. (I should note that most of my paved shoulder miles are on rural
roads with very little traffic - almost zero traffic just the very
occasional vehicle in the mornings - and usually both lanes of the 2-
lane plus shoulders road is empty.)
But a few drivers have issues that manifest. I theorize that they
have resentment. Resentment of my freedom, my fun (when it's not too
cold and wet), resentment that I won't be stopping at the gas station
to drop $50 on a partial tank of gas, resentment that I won't have to
deal with traffic in the same way they will when we get to town,
resentment that their wives and girlfriends look over at my buff ass
flexing-flexing-flexing through my lycra shorts, resentment because
they lump me in with all other bicyclists like that one who always
takes the lane in front of them or that scofflaw who occasionally
actually disrupts traffic... (I should note that these rural roads are
filled with hicks [no offense] with deep seated contexts for their
issues.)
And this resentment is compounded by an erroneous sense of superiority
- superiority that (they assume) I don't have a big, expensive,
powerful motor vehicle or a driver's license. They don't like me
simply because I'm there, and they decide (largely subconsciously but
often consciously as well) to grudgingly show me that their
benevolence extends only to granting me the paved shoulder which they
are not supposed to drive on anyway and so I am not supposed to ride
in the "car" lane and they buzz past without making any effort to move
left over or in some cases even nearer the center line (despite a
completely empty road).
I noticed this during a time of many days riding just barely left of
the fog line. And I noted that if I rode just barely (a couple
inches) *right* of the fog line, these buzzing incidents pretty much
disappeared.
I don't like doing it this way. I'd much rather ride on the paved
shoulder as they approach, indicating my cooperative stance, but as
above it often doesn't work out mutually.
Also, I think some of these people (resentful or not) see me
vacilating a few inches left and right of the fog line and think I'm
wobbly and might fall over and dont' want to have to deal with the
mess and cops and insurance and just steer clear.
So in practice I actually ride in the lane (the wheel tracks are
usually much smoother and cleaner on chip seal) a lot since the road
is empty. As a car approaches from behind I move left and ride smack
dab on top of the fog line a ways, then further right onto the paved
shoulder out of their way well before they have to pass. I don't like
to wag at them in some kind of perverse negotiation for space, though
it does work.