Post by dorightwoman on Feb 4, 2008 22:19:08 GMT 8
Helmets are an indispensable life-saver, not superfluous accessories. It's unfortunate that some bikers continue to think of the helmet as an accessory that one can choose to wear or not to wear depending on mood or individual riding style. Of course the bottom-line is freedom of choice, but I personally don't feel comfortable riding with some one who refuses to wear a helmet, and I don't think that riding without one is heroic or worth any praise. Riding without a helmet doesn't make you a better rider, but riding with a helmet (on your head haha!) definitely makes you a smarter rider.
My two cents worth after a recent encounter with a helmet-less long-distance rider.
Freedom of choice to some extent. When I see someone who wants to come on a ride with no helmet, first thing I'm thinking is that if he busts his buko, who's gonna have the responsibility of evacuating his sorry ass off the mountain? It's not just courtesy to your head, but to the bikers with you as well...
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro" - Hunter S. Thompson
Right you are, Dayuhan. To those riders who still feel like hitting the trails sans a helmet... just remember that it's not that painful to discard a busted helmet... Not so for that thing on your shoulders.
The more things change, the more they stay insane.
Post by dorightwoman on Feb 5, 2008 10:53:30 GMT 8
Thank you, Dayuhan and Santino. I guess freedom of choice means you're free to bust your brains out on the trail if you think they're that worthless. But I also take freedom of choice to mean that those who insist on helmets are free to choose NOT to ride with those who won't wear them. No hard feelings. Just hard heads haha!
It'd be nice to read some more firsthand accounts of how helmets prevented further damage to already damaged minds! ;D
In my case, I remember descending Mt. Arayat in Mindoro and overcooking a turn that had some ornery branches along the way... I managed the turn anyway but a large branch grazed my helmet while I was at it. After the adrenaline had dissipated and was checking myself at the bottom, I noticed a deep cut the branch inflicted on the helmet. If I didn't have a helmet to cover my melon, then I would have learned first-hand the differences between abrasions, contusions, and concussions.
Reading between the lines: Phew, buti na lang!
The more things change, the more they stay insane.
case in point, about ___ years ago, when mt biking was just beginning to flourish here , i foolishly decide to bike home from my then GF's (wifey now)house, said it was just a short distance anyway so no need for a helmet. pilar village to ayala alabang, just as i was about to enter the village gate, a dark portion (was late at night) of the road (commerce), one which i'm very familiar with since i pass it almost daily, had some type of trench being dug across its length, i was surprised when my front tire hit a pile of dirt and i flew in the air and fell into the hole, i was about to pass out when a security guard who saw what happened flashed a light from the top of the 7 foot deep hole and asked " ok ba kyo sir?", had he not come when he did i was going to sleep in the hole because my head was spinning and i was seeing stars. out of embarrassment i said i was fine but was irked because there were no warning devices which would warn motorists of the ongoing excavation ( turns out the contractors put a makeshift light , a lighted can with oil but since it was late the oil had run out), as the guard helped me out of the ditch he said " sir dalhin ko po kyo sa clinic" i said never mind because i was feeling ok just minor cuts on my arkms and legs, the guard replied " sir , dumudugo po ulo nyo' i felt the top of my head and it was wet and when i looked at my hand it was dripping with blood, so i was brought to the clinic and ended up with stitches on my noggin, ever since that day no matter how short a distance i ride i always do the smart thing and wear a helmet. but a good thing came from that experience other than teaching me the error of not wearing a helmet, we sued the contractor for medical expenses and damages and i got to buy a new bike with the extra cash. hehehe
Post by dorightwoman on Feb 10, 2008 18:03:13 GMT 8
But hey, not wearing a helmet got sir omel a new bike! So maybe... Haha
I don't have any 1st person adventure stories involving my head or my helmet, thankfully! And I hope I won't be having any in the future! But I do know of two instances in which wearing a helmet was providential. I don't have clearance from the guys to re-tell these tales, so I won't name names. But on one occasion the Poseurs sans Frontieres rode to Tinoc and on the first day of the ride, some one crashed on a long, winding downhill. His helmet, which he had acquired THE DAY BEFORE THE RIDE, was a total wreck. Thankfully, the rider was intact, and so was his bike! Story number two happened on Bayabas. This time the rider fell 15feet below the trail and was knocked unconscious. Apart from getting everybody worried sick, the rider woke up in a few minutes and wanted to know what happened... And continued the rest of the ride! Crazy! His helmet isn't the full face kind, but the type that covers the back of the head. What do you call that kind of helmet? The back part of his helmet was dented. Makes me shudder to think what could've happened to him if he weren't protected in that sensitive area where the neck ends and the head begins (what do you call that part of the body? I know it's not the nape. Sorry guys, my jargon seems to be failing me today, but I hope I haven't bored you at least.