Posts Tagged ‘Bieffe helmet’

The Journey To The Helmet

Thursday, March 30th, 2023

Some helmets are more fun than others.

I wear a helmet any time I ride now, but for years I did not. What changed that?

When I bought my first bike I had a Bell half-helmet from my hang-gliding days. I figured that was all I needed and I only needed that if it rained, if it was cold, or if I was in a state where helmets are required. I did find, however, that if I was going to wear it I also needed a visor. The helmet had three snaps across the front so I bought a visor that snapped onto those. Voila. But I didn’t wear it much; mostly I left it hooked on the helmet lock on the side of the bike.

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand the value of a helmet. In the third year of the OFMC trips I was headed for Durango and came upon a chip-seal operation. Cruising over new chip-seal, the car in front of me threw up a rock that I saw coming right at me and it glanced off my helmet as I tried to duck out of its way. I had the helmet on at that time because it was a rainy day. So I knew the value of helmets; I just enjoyed riding without one too much.

By the sixth year of the OFMC trip I had a full-face helmet. I had picked up a used Bieffe helmet at a yard sale for $25. Yeah, I had probably heard that line about if your head is only worth $10 then buy a $10 helmet. But I was poor and I still wasn’t big on helmets. But a half-helmet really doesn’t do all that much good in rain. And to this day I say, if you’re going to wear a helmet, wear a real helmet that gives you all the protection possible.

So I wore that Bieffe for a lot of years, but not very much. Truth was, it hurt. The Styrofoam liner pressed against my forehead and after an hour or more I was in pain. I only learned why that was last year. I was buying a new helmet and some that I tried on did that same thing. The sales guy explained that some helmets are shaped differently to accommodate different people’s heads. Some heads are oval shaped, others are more round. Don’t get a helmet meant for someone with a round head if your head is oval shaped.

Time passed and Bill and John started wearing their helmets more and more. I was the hold-out. I remember some year when they both wore their helmets nearly the entire time. I defiantly did not wear mine at all on that trip. More guys joined the group and more and more of them wore helmets all the time. It wasn’t peer pressure but that kind of thing does impact your thinking, if only subtly.

Oh yeah, and along the way I got ride of that painful Bieffe and bought a series of other helmets. One of the first was a new Bieffe but that hurt me the same way the old one did. I hadn’t learned about that yet. I still have that one but it’s hardly ever been worn.

Another thing that came with the passage of time is that I got married. I still was not overly concerned for myself but I didn’t like to think of what something happening to me would do to her. And then family things started happening.

First, my oldest brother was diagnosed with, and then died from, brain cancer. Next my second brother and his wife ran into serious marital issues when her sister developed serious mental illness. My sister-in-law felt she had no choice but to care for her sister, despite the extremely bad relations between her sister and her husband, my brother. That marriage ended. And then my younger brother’s wife got hit by a truck while she was riding her bicycle. She was wearing a helmet but those bicycle helmets are junk, if you want my opinion. She suffered irreparable brain damage.

At that point I was feeling like I was inviting a clean sweep. I did not want Judy to have to deal with the same issues all my siblings were facing. For Christmas that year I told her my real gift to her was that I would always ride with a helmet from then on. Actually, I had made that decision and was doing so for some months before this, but this was the first time I ever mentioned it to her. Merry Christmas, Judy. She was very pleased with the gift.

This was my own personal journey. It applies to me, and only me. I’m not one of those converts who now thinks everyone else should do the same. I still believe in helmets being the choice of the rider. And I choose to wear a helmet always.

Biker Quote for Today

You might be a Yuppie biker if you paint your office nick-name (like EasyRider or Bad-Ass) on your Bell open-face helmet.

Changing Helmets In The Middle Of The Ride

Thursday, May 26th, 2022

I’ve got a really good Shoei helmet and a perfectly good Icon helmet but, illogically, I have most frequently worn what I take to be a fairly crummy Hawk helmet for a number of years.

The old Hawk helmet.

The thing with the Hawk is that it is modular, but I almost never flip it up, and it has a Velcro-attaching patch of fabric across the front to keep cold wind from blowing up by your chin. In winter especially I like that bit of fabric. Plus, the helmet itself is comfortable. Or was, I should say.

Setting off on the Great River Road Ride I chose to wear the Hawk. But that’s not what I came home with.

I got the Hawk a long time ago, as a freebie, to do a review of, back when I was writing for Examiner.com. The main feature was that it came Bluetooth equipped. Theoretically you would link your phone to the Bluetooth in the helmet and voila, you had in-helmet communication. It never worked. I tried linking it to the phones of several friends and we could never get it to work. But it was very comfortable so I used it.

Early on I ran into some issue and as I fiddled with the helmet to fix whatever it was that was wrong I discovered that the flip-up part was only attached to the rest of the helmet by what appeared to me to be fairly flimsy clips. I wondered if, if I had a crash, those clips would give and that part of the helmet would just fall off. But I liked the helmet so I kept wearing it. Hey, I’m not going to crash, right?

Well, on the first or second day of this trip I noticed that where the two pieces attach they appeared to be pulling apart. That didn’t seem good. Plus, I had been having trouble keeping the helmet liner assembly–the plastic pieces that fit together to hold the foam liner in place–in place. At one stop Tom brought me a piece of plastic asking if it came from my helmet. It had. And now, when I took the helmet off, the entire fabric liner seemed to want to come out along with my head. This was just not OK any more.

On the third day of the ride we stopped for lunch in Hannibal, MO, and I checked for a local motorcycle shop. I found a Suzuki dealer on our route ahead about 20 miles and resolved to stop there. I was splitting off from the rest of the group after Hannibal anyway so this was perfect.

The new Zox helmet.

I got to the shop and it turned out they are no longer a Suzuki dealer, but they did have exactly six helmets still in stock. Only one of them fit me. I bought it. This was a Zox helmet.

Now, to me, Zox is a no-name brand and who knows how good it is. I did later Google it, however, and found that it apparently is well-constructed, meeting both DOT and SNELL standards, and is aimed for the low end of the market. Works for me; I only paid about $105 for it, and the lady was glad to get it out of her inventory. Five more left to unload. I gave her the Hawk to throw away. (She also said she had some good Suzuki luggage she’d like to sell me for a good price but I passed.)

About an hour later I was having second thoughts. The foam liner was pressing into my forehead and hurting. I’ve had helmets like this before. My first two helmets were Bieffes and they did the same thing. For years I wore helmets as little as possible because they hurt. I tried pounding on the foam in the specific spot and that had helped some but I was glad to finally get rid of that first Bieffe and I still have the second but never wear it.

The next day we stopped at a battery shop because Dave was having issues and we all hoped it was just the battery. There was a motorcycle shop just across the street so I went over there to look at helmets. They had a good selection, and some were not overly expensive. Did I really want to buy another new one and abandon a one-day-old helmet?

I spoke to a sales guy and asked him why some helmets are like this. He said some helmets are shaped more for round heads–like his–while others are for oval heads–like mine. I looked at him and by golly he really does have a round head, and mine is definitely more oval. Well that explains it. You just have to pay attention to what you’re getting. Not that I had much choice buying the Zox.

I decided I could get home with the Zox, even if that meant discomfort. But then I decided to try compressing the foam in that spot as I had with the Bieffe. And amazingly, it didn’t take much and it made a world of difference. I can actually continue to wear this helmet now. Sweet. And I’m so glad I got home without suffering the whole way.

Biker Quote for Today

The idea is to die young as late as possible.