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ers, and short winter daylight adds a layer of difficulty that never appears in neatly edited reels. This isn’t a minor detail. Weather acts as a filter, quietly sorting riders into those who can choose when to cycle and those who have no choice. Office workers switch to the bus on bad days. Delivery riders pedal through it all because their rent depends on it. pen Instagram and scroll through Dublin City Council’s feed. You’ll find cute pastel infographics, perfectly lit reels of influencers gliding through the city centre, and cheerful campaigns promising a cycling revolution. The bikes gleam. The helmets match the outfits. Everyone is smiling. It looks less like transport policy and more like a lifestyle brand selling you the dream of an easier, greener, more stylish Dublin. But step outside, and the picture gets complicated fast. The reality of cycling in this city is messier, wetter, and shaped by class, weather, theft, and the daily calculations people make about whether it’s worth the risk. Instagram filters can’t fix these things. Dublin is undeniably changing, adding new lanes and promoting bikes like never before. Yet the gap between the glossy campaigns and what riders actually experience every day reveals something deeper about who this transformation is really for. Over the past year, the council’s social media has leaned hard into a specific aesthetic. One viral reel features an influencer rolling a DublinBikes rental through town, helmet casually in hand, talking about how cycling helps her “skip traffic” and “make commuting fun.” There are giveaway vouchers, spotless bike racks in the background, and an unmistakable vibe promoting how cycling isn’t just about getting somewhere, it’s about being someone. The captions speak of a 314-kilometre “Active Travel Network” that will carry everyone from schoolchildren to office workers into a low-carbon future. In this version of Dublin, the biggest hazard is missing a prize draw in your feed. However, not all of this is marketing fluff. Behind the influencer collaborations sits real policy work. Since 2020, the city has rolled out interim cycle lanes, school mobility corridors, and stretches of greenway along the Royal Canal. Funding has increased. The kilometres of segregated routes have grown. The council’s own data shows clear ambitions to reduce car trips and hit climate targets. Some campaigns tackle genuine problems. A Dublin Cycling Campaign video, reposted by the council, points out that the share of students walking or cycling to school dropped from about two-thirds in 1991 to under half by 2016. Another campaign notes that only around a quarter of adult cyclists in Dublin are women, with teenage girls making up an even smaller fraction. Community and sports clubs can apply for grant-backed bike schemes, framing cycling as both climate action and social good. The influencers are there to make it all feel normal and aspirational at once. They present cycling as something you can just ”do”, easily and stylishly, without acknowledging the obstacles that stop many people from trying. Away from the photo shoots, the people who cycle every day tell a different story. Lily, a college student who has been riding for four or five years, starts each morning grinding up a hill where “there’s absolutely no room for the bikes.” She weaves between cars on a stretch where she’s watched people get hit. The canal route changes dramatically as she goes, near Portobello, the lanes feel safe and clearly marked, but before that it’s patchy and exposed. She describes the city as a mosaic of decent segments and sudden gaps. Adam, who rides from Terenure to Ballsbridge, calls parts of his route “mostly safe,” but between Rathmines, Ranelagh, and Ballsbridge there are tight sections where traffic backs up and “there is often no space to cycle at all.” Tricia, who has been cycling for nearly twenty years, agrees that infrastructure definitely improved after Covid, but she still finds the south quays from Temple Bar really dangerous, with lanes that vanish or flip sides midroute. For these riders, the city advertised in infographics is recognisable, but only in fragments. The infrastructure exists, but it’s inconsistent. Good stretches give way to white-knuckle sections without warning. Riders develop mental maps of where they feel safe and where they need to be hyper-alert, adjusting their routes around the gaps the way you’d navigate a halffinished building. Instagram rarely shows cycling in sideways rain, but weather quietly shapes who rides and when. Barry, a solicitor who has been cycling for about twenty years, generally feels competent and safe. Yet he’ll still avoid riding when it’s raining because the bike is harder to control, traffic is heavier, and everything feels more dangerous. Another commuter, riding for only eight months, hasn’t noticed much infrastructure change but is already learning which narrow pinch-points feel worse in wet or dark conditions. The seasonal rhythm is familiar to anyone who pays attention. On bright April evenings, the quays fill with bikes and e-bikes. In January, the lanes empty out, leaving delivery riders and the die-hard regulars to pick their way through wind, darkness, and slick paint. Ireland’s temperate climate makes year-round riding technically possible, but If there’s a cycling subculture that rarely appears in official campaigns, it’s the riders working eight to ten hour days delivering food around the city. Ayub, who rides across postcodes from Dublin 1 to 14, describes the job as “very risky.” On one evening shift, a group of teenagers attacked him, stole his bike and phone, and left him needing hospital treatment. He says many other couriers have similar stories in areas around the Royal Canal, Ashtown, Phibsborough, and Cabra. Anderson, another part-time delivery rider, sticks to the city centre because he doesn’t feel safe in outer areas where riders have been “mugged and beaten.” He calls the combination of poor surfaces and scarce lanes a “nightmare.” Both point to taxis and cars blocking or cutting across cycle lanes, forcing sudden braking and near-misses that seldom make it into official statistics, let alone marketing imagery. These riders are part of Dublin’s everyday logistics infrastructure, yet structurally precarious: often migrants, often students, carrying food for people sheltering from the same rain they’re cycling through. The contrast is stark. While influencers pose with rental bikes for a quick spin, delivery riders own and maintain their bikes through winter because their income depends on it. While campaigns promote cycling as a fun lifestyle choice, these workers experience it as economic necessity tinged with physical risk. They’re doing exactly what the city claims to want: reducing car trips, staying active, and supporting the urban economy, but they’re largely invisible in the cheerful promotional content. Meanwhile, cycling in Dublin is increasingly packaged as entertainment. The annual Bike Disco in the Phoenix Park last October, promoted through neon-coloured posters and Instagram reels, turns a 5km night ride into a family-friendly light show with DJs and glowing wheels. On social media, it sits comfortably alongside food festivals and culture-night listings as one more curated evening out rather than a mundane way to get to work. For people who spend the rest of the year squeezed between buses on wet quays, that festive framing can feel oddly detached from the weekday grind. Rental-bike brands have become central characters in this story. DublinBikes’ RedClick partnership, complete with a one-off mural-covered bike and prize-draw campaigns for annual memberships, sells the idea of a city you unlock with an app, ride for a quick spin, and hand back. On World Car Free Day, the council lined up with operators from Bleeper, Moby, and DublinBikes to offer free passes and short journeys while calling on residents to “set cars aside and enjoy Dublin by bike.” The focus is on casual, low15