Part III
I see first graders on their way to school, on tricycles, barely rolling along, not more than a few inches off the ground, with their parents right by their side, with helmets on and think, WTF is that? (Yes, I realize they are following the law). Is it even possible for that tiny kid to hurt themselves? If so, why isn't the parent just walking them to school? They'd get there just as slowly. Why take the inherent enormous risk of having them on those terribly dangerous death-mobiles?
I started skiing when I was four-years-old. Did I ever wear a helmet? NO.
Did any kid in the '60s or 70s wear a helmet on the ski slope? Perhaps, but I never saw them. You know how many times I injured my head? Zero. How about my friends? Zero. Now all you see on the slopes are helmets. Can recreational skiing be determined to be a responsible endeavor for any participants? People die all the time on ski slopes—before helmets and afterwards. But (downhill recreational) skiers don't carry on under some guise of lowering their carbon footprint or leading a healthy lifestyle. It's fun and exhilarating—and sometimes deadly. Should it be allowed?
In the '70s, I also skied quite a bit at a place in Quebec called Mount Sutton. You know what? They didn't even have safety bars on the chairlifts.
But I'll admit, that was pretty f'ing scary to a 12-year-old! But I never fell out. Not even once (probably would've hit my head if I had though.

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I rode skateboards a lot too. But did we wear helmets for that? Hell yeah! We weren't crazy. We looked up to guys like Tony "Mad Dog" Alva and his crew. If you don't know who he is then you don't know jack about skateboarding. Skateboard helmets were cool, and we were
deliberately doing some pretty dangerous stunts. Never wore them on the bike though. We just rode those — no stunts.
Fast forward to the modern era...
Now we have carbon frames, carbon shoes, fancy padded gloves...and helmets. If I'm not careful, I hardly even recognize the feeling of riding a bike. FWIW, I definitely leave the gloves at home too if it's at all warm out. FFS, live a little and feel the road!
To answer what often
seems like the rhetorical question of why I don't dig the helmet:
If you've never felt the freedom of feeling the wind in your hair on a bicycle on a hot summer day, then I truly feel sorry for you. Leaving the helmet
and the gloves at home heightens the entire experience for me many times over. If helmets were mandatory here, I probably wouldn't even ride in the summer.
As I stated previously: riding, to me, is all about the sensation and the experience of it. Leaving the helmet behind greatly heightens those sensations and makes the whole process much more enjoyable. I really don’t ride for any other reason,
and I don’t pretend to.
It’s all about the sensation!
Now, I have no problem, whatsoever, wearing a helmet in cooler weather or when racing (which, admittedly, I don't do a lot of on the bike), or riding with a group. But that’s a no-brainer, there are few things more dangerous to a cyclist
than another cyclist. But whenever I pull into my driveway after a seven hour solo ride, on a hot, humid, summer afternoon, trust me, I am ecstatic over the fact that my helmet didn't come along for the journey.
Once I turned forty I came to the conclusion that I had earned a few things in life. One of those is not having anyone else tell me how to ride my f'ing bike. I don't care what you do on yours, so if you see me out on a ride, and my safety equipment doesn't measure up to your own personal standards...please, I beg of you, STFU! Or just say hi.
