I was tooling down a long, steep hill last week, doing the obligatory 80Ks, and there was a dude on a ten-speed, right behind me, keeping up.
I stopped into a gas station today, to fill up. There's a 50-something, riding a basic Harley. She's leathered to the nines. I stood behind her, in the queue to check-out and notice sweat pissing down her neck from her head.
Couldn't help myself. Me dressed in jeans, a t-shirt, and sand-shoes, with sweat pissing down my neck.
'You're a tougher bod than me. How can you wear leathers on a day like this?'
She replied, 'I want to feel safe.'
That blew me away. She's clearly suffering from hypER thermia, and that makes her feel safe?
And you're all thinking, "get a grip, leathers or similar are essential!'
Are they?
So here's a Q. In the last twelve months how many mad ten-speeders have been killed on the road, compared to motorbycalists. And these ten-speeds wear lycra and a foam hat. And they're often doing speeds near the limit. And they have road grip and braking systems which would put the average motorbike off the road forever.
Then there's this Q, presaged by this comment.
In the stats for the last little while, those bikers ending up dead hit something, extremely hard. Fence. wall, house, on-coming car/truck/bus/mini-van...but.... And here's the big but.... They all died, more or less instantly.
I invite any of you clever-arses to do the math then tell me how an average 79Kg human, hitting a stationary object at better than 50KPH will be saved by their leathers.
Okay, so the more imaginative of you see a front/back-end wash-out. Poom! Down goes the leathered, skidding on his cow-hide.
First scenario. Inside left corner. Coming the other way at the wrong time is a bus. The leathers save the initial ground contact. The bus goes thumpety thump.
Second scenario. Outside right-hander. Back washes out, rider sails over the bank and hits a tree. Tree gets pissed at the assault. Rider is turned to mush inside his leathers.
Third scenario. Biker washes out, skids on various parts of his leathers, hits nothing, isn't run over by a bus, and spends the rest of his/her life preaching about the value of 'protective' clothing.
I say, 'Bullshit!'
Protective clothing, on the road, is the biggest con unhung. It protects ONLY AGAINST the most nominal accident, yet it costs a fortune and spoils your day when it's hot.
Me, when on the road, as opposed to on the track? I've decided to dress for the climate knowing that my ride is way more pleasant and that no amount of leather or flash boots will save me from getting squished under a big yellow bus.
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