The pedestrian outlaw and the transformation of the cyclist: An examination of movement and identity along Lygon Street from my home to my workplace.

Lygon Street (see Figure1) is a long street that runs across the suburb of Carlton, where I live, to Brunswick East, where my workplace is located. From the shiny shopfront windows of retail stores in Carlton, to the numbers of Italian restaurants in Brunswick East, Lygon Street shows the tidy-order of the bike lanes around the restaurants and retail area. It also shows the messy-competition of territories. For example, as I ride my bike I encounter a man coming out of the Milk Bar after buying a classic morning newspaper. Another time, in front of a café, a woman with her dog waits for her coffee to come, and as there is no bike lane in front of the “little” café I have to say “passing” to let her know I’m there because this is my duty to of care to consider the danger for her.