I could see The Ponytail Helmet (TM) as having a vertical opening, about
two inches wide, going from the top of head to top of neck, so you could
accommodate any placement of ponytail, except for a side-pony (hey, perhaps
a second product idea?). Me?--I have short curly hair, so I'm going with
John, this was worth the watch - I laughed out loud on my walk like a fool.
I think The Ponytail Helmet (TM) is more aesthetically appealing, however. And
no prescription necessary. 藍藍藍
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> On Mar 27, 2020, at 9:36 AM, Surlyprof wrote:
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> Leah,
>
> Your video reminded me
Leah,
Your video reminded me of the “hairmet” on The TV show Scrubs.
https://youtu.be/OL0GkcO05JE
John
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Turtles?? The local Motorcycle riders call'em City Titties.
Yeah, Sounds better to me to! :-)
On Sunday, March 22, 2020 at 1:53:06 PM UTC-5, RichS wrote:
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> Leah,
>
> Watch out for the road turtles even in dry weather! The ones in my neck of
> the woods are pretty robust.
>
> Best,
> Rich
https://youtu.be/B-H5g9WEqCc
Evil Knievel was the inspiration for most of our bike-related tomfoolery in the
‘70’s. He, and this toy, prompted us to spend a lot of time trying to trash a
3-spd Raleigh by jumping it over the creek in our backyard. It was the
hand-me-down bike that no one
Not bike related, but certainly accident related: Your forlorn attempt to
get airborne reminds me of a jarring experience at age 9 when I saw my
first skateboard -- they were really just boards with metal skate trucks
bolted to them. For some reason, I got the bright idea that I could place
the
Anyway, back to the thread. I may be slightly cooped up and rambling a bit.
Like, even more than usual!
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"藍藍藍 What kind of tomfoolery was this?!? The ‘70s must have really been
something."
Ya know how you sometimes think, "That Joe, he's ok I guess, but he's SUCH an
idiot." I grew up in the '70s
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On Sun, Mar 22, 2020 at 5:21 PM Leah Peterson
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> 藍藍藍 What kind of tomfoolery was this?!? The ‘70s must have really been
> something.
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> Sent from my iPhone
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> > On Mar 22, 2020, at 2:51 PM, Joe Bernard wrote:
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> > Tangential to my last story and not really a crash
藍藍藍 What kind of tomfoolery was this?!? The ‘70s must have really been
something.
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> On Mar 22, 2020, at 2:51 PM, Joe Bernard wrote:
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> Tangential to my last story and not really a crash story but there is one at
> the end, but mostly because I've never had a reason to
You can find ANYTHING on the internet. Apparently - I didn't know this - BMX
was invented by a motocross racer in Long Beach in 1970. He even refers to
being an Evel Kneivel-style daredevil in this article, though I have no way of
knowing if he was the loon jumping cars. But it does explain a
Tangential to my last story and not really a crash story but there is one at
the end, but mostly because I've never had a reason to tell this one before:
One time as a kid in Long Beach, CA. I was out on my bike early evening. I came
up on this commotion in an alley way and - I could not
Oh I have another Sting-Ray crash story: This was the early-'70s and the heyday
of Evel Kneivel. We all set up ramps and jumped things (or kids) on those bikes
and they weren't built for this. Every kid in my neighborhood eventually
snapped their fork and went tumbling down the alley. Good
Leah,
Watch out for the road turtles even in dry weather! The ones in my neck of the
woods are pretty robust.
Best,
Rich in ATL
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> On Mar 22, 2020, at 11:36 AM, Leah Peterson wrote:
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> I have loved this thread; it really has been so instructive and also -
> please
Joe's mention of his Stingray reminded me of this: in 1977 I was living in
Charleston WV and had a yellow Schwinn Stingray. Black banana seat and
those high, high "monkey bars". Behind our house, there was a church, and
we would often ride our bikes in the parking lot, bunny hopping, and
Leah, I have a similar helmet problem only worse because I have no hair! I
just have a really tall Head, If you see me with a helmet It looks like
I've got a sticky bun up in there, maybe my wallet, BUT I don't!!!
It's a bit like a cross between Lex Luthor & Homer Simpson with a Helmet on
(if
Video was hilarious. Thanks.
On Sun, Mar 22, 2020 at 10:36 AM Leah Peterson
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> I have loved this thread; it really has been so instructive and also -
> please don’t take offense - entertaining.
>
> I now have a name for those yellow things in the road (“road turtles”) and
> know that I
Reading about all of these injuries and browsing X-rays makes me realize
how lucky I've been in my 45-50 years of riding a bike. In all that time,
I've only been in 3 crashes (all, of course, involving cars with clueless
drivers).
In the '80's, I bought my first really nice "Italian" bike at
I hit a curb with my right pedal and flipped over the handlebars. Wasn't
paying attention then went into slow motion. Keep your distance! (glad I
learned that lesson in my 20's).
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I really don't crash all too often and generally when I do they are hardly
memorable.
I wouldn't chalk it up to skill (although several years of mountain bike
racing certainly helped) or even over-cautiousness, more than likely just
the experience of riding a bike for 51 years and kind of
I admittedly have at least one good crash a year, mostly simple commuting
in the snow/ice crashes that might dent my helmet a bit, but don't really
rise to the level of a good story.
That said, one of my "best" bike crash stories is the traditional young
kid, fast bike, big hill story.
It
My best "almost-crash" story:
When I was an undergrad at Stanford, back when dinosaurs roamed the earth
and we did all our assignments on clay tablets (late '80's), I was biking
to class one day and had an epic almost crash. For context, Stanford is a
large campus, so there are a LOT of
I am completely fascinated reading these stories. And the ones from when you
were kids? I laugh out loud at my screen. It instantly takes me back to my own
childhood. I’ve been scrambling to remember my own crashes, but sadly(?), none
have come to mind. I wonder if I had a boring childhood. Or
I don't have to go back to my childhood for this one, as it happened less
than four years ago.
I was part of a small group, riding on a rail trail after getting off a
train in Wassaic, NY and heading toward Millerton to camp overnight for the
following day's annual Harlem River Rail Ride
Oh, and here's an Andy crash story that nobody believes when I tell it.
It's better that way.
https://kentsbike.blogspot.com/2012/10/its-good-story.html
Kent Peterson
Eugene, OR USA
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I have a bunch of crash stories that I could pick from. Here's one.
My friend Andy had broken his collarbone mountain biking and was off the
bike for a few months. He finally got the clearance to ride, so he and I
were out on a gentle road spin around the south end of Lake Washington. As
we
oh this is fun, i'm going to do two:
a few years ago, was riding my quickbeam home with some chinese take out and
took the short cut thru a wooded area. there was a wooden foot bridge and
there was a moisture on the moss covered wood. i turned my front wheel at a
bad angle and it slid out
Well gee this has nothing to do with crashes of the sorts this is just
a fond memory I have with my sister as a kid.
In the 70's every weekend on the radio America's Top 40 music with Casey
Kasem played in the morning/afternoon. In the spring we'd get on our little
bikes, cuz we wuz
Seems like lots of "when I was a kid" stories. Mine was when I was about
10. We'd clip playing cards to the fork with clothespins, and enjoyed the
motorcycle noise. When the cards got knocked away from the wheel, we'd
just reach down with our foot and kick them back into place. As I was
OK, I'll play. Dumbest was as a teenager, of course. Riding no-handed while
dribbling a basketball, tried a crossover, hit the front wheel and down I
went. Big road rash on my knee which still shows a scar some 50 years
later.
Most recent was on the Pine Mountain Loop in Marin. I was
Not a crash story per se but the potential for crashes with potholes has me
mindful to keep looking ahead and down. This time of year, following winter’s
temperature fluctuations and other ravages, streets have taken a beating. No
doubt there are variations from region to region. Even in
Mountain biking has of course resulted in more crashes than I could count,
luckily none with anything more lasting some minor scarring. One memorable
one was on Maui, riding in the Poli-Poli area on the slopes of Haleakala. I
fell off the downslope side of the trail and landed in the dense
Circa 1999 I was living in Torrance, CA. I used to ride past the Del Amo
mall to the beach, and head north on the strand up to the power plant at El
Segundo and turn around and head back. The strand is a concrete strip along
the beach that is often covered in sand here and there. I hit a patch
One more only, I promise, but it's very on-topic. The most violent bike
accident I've seen, fortunately not mine. I was walking home after
hitchhiking at the blind-spot bottom of a long, steep hill curving left
toward our house 3/4-mile along near top; narrow, curving, 2-lane blacktop
-- in US,
Oh, one more if we're dwelling on fond memories: bought a NOS Orbit tandem
for then-wife and me, but tandem babes-in-wood; tandem tubing was *tout
531C* -- it was a racing tandem, as I figured out later: Maxicar hubs and
top of line Fench kit -- and under us inexperienced riders wagged like the
I was being a young jerk aged 12 or 13 by tailgating another cyclist on a
busy Delhi street. He swerved around an ice cream cart -- these were big
push carts with canopy made from solid wood and mounted on auto tires --
while I ran smack into the back of it and bent my fork.
In other accident
I did the same thing on my two-speed Schwinn Sting-Ray - popped a wheelie
and watched the front wheel roll away - managed to step through the
handlebars when the front came down.
A year or so later, I crashed my Schwinn Varsity Sport into a parked car
because I was looking down at the front
The two worst crashes I've had were as a kid.
In one, I was riding down my street popping small wheelies. It wasn't your
typical Wheelie Bike but still, by pulling up on the handlebars I could
lift the front wheel for a second and then come back down. One time I did
that and watched the
Broke my wrist in mid December. Surgery, plates, 'external fixators', and some
hydromorphone.
Hit buckled pavement by a bus stop, caused by heavy buses coming and going over
the years.
Off the bike since then. Jst about ready to start commuting again.
I was riding an 88 MB-2 with 2.3" tires
My crash stories begin way back in the mid-60's. My first "decent" bike
was a Raleigh three-speed knock-off of some kind or another. I was riding
down a long hill along the edge (no shoulder) of a major concrete, curbed
thoroughfare when I, not knowing any better, rode across a storm sewer
I remember when I was in elementary school watching a kid riding as hard
as he could, head down and not looking where he was going, ride right
into the back of a New York City garbage truck. He ended up flying over
the bars, inside the truck, sprawled out in the garbage. The bike was a
total
Ooh, I have that story from about the same age, too, Garth! I was cruising
along on my Sting-Ray (probably) and got distracted for a moment..
KABLAMMO..suddenly I find myself sprawled on the back of a parked VW Beetle. I
hope the cute girl across the street was impressed. The one I was
Oh I remember running into a parked pickup truck at low speed in front of
the County garage in the fairgrounds at age 12 or something ! My new
Raleigh 3 speed as unharmed too.
Ummm ... keep your head up ?
Ahahahahahah !!!
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