Earlier Josh and I rode to Harrogate to go to the Needlecraft and Quilting Show (he didn't want to go, but I insisted he come for the ride and there wasn't much else for him to do!). Afterwards we rode to Knaresborough, but on the way there was a double roundabout (it seemed to be in the middle of a housing estate). I saw a woman indicating left, and I thought she was turning off to go down the road I'd just come from. I hadn't realised at that point that there was another roundabout (it looked just like a normal road as nobody was really slowing down at the roundabout further ahead and it wasn't that easy to see from where I was), and in actual fact she was indicating to come onto the roundabout I was at and then she was going to the turn off after where I was. I think she was late in changing her signals, and I realised I'd messed up when I saw her right beside me. She didn't beep at me or scream out her window, which was a plus I guess. I shouldn't have gone - I know you have to assume people aren't indicating properly and wait until you know for certain where people are going, but I really feel under pressure when there are cars behind me because whenever I miss an opportunity to go they seem to start getting impatient and beeping.
When we got to Knaresborough, I managed to miss every car park and in the end we pulled into a small estate then decided to go home. Josh insisted we "turn left" for some reason, even though the satnav was saying right, so we went to York. Again, we didn't stop for long - we just pulled into a side road, and then decided to go home again! We went on the A64, but as we were merging with the traffic I realised that rather than moving out or slowing down, everyone was speeding up. I got to the end of the lane where you can merge, and we had to stop. There seemed to be a never ending stream of cars coming from the same road we'd come from, and they were all merging okay, and we ended up stuck. I finally saw a break in the traffic and told Josh to come quickly with me, but as I pulled out a car came right up the side of me. I don't know if I'd misjudged the speed, although I think they'd moved in from the other lane because I'm sure the car in the distance that I was trying to get in front of was green, not black.
It really upsets me when I make mistakes, although sometimes I think it's just people taking the piss a bit because they're in cars and they think they own the road. We pulled off at Tadcaster to fill up on the way back, and when it came to getting back on the A64, it was quite easy - the car in the lane nearby pulled over, and we got straight out. Whenever things like that happen, regardless of how good the rest of the ride has been, I feel like getting public transport for the rest of my life
