What about the helmet?

I don't wear a helmet – not when I drive, not when I walk, and not when I bicycle. Life is fraught with danger. I've reached an age at which I can choose to care about some risks and ignore others. I am statistically more likely to sustain a head injury as a car driver/passenger or a pedestrian than I am as a bicyclist. That doesn’t mean I don’t take precautions. I cycle defensively, use lights at night, obey traffic laws, and signal my intentions to other vehicles.

There are other reasons for not wearing a helmet: drivers are friendlier when they perceive that you're more like them. Helmets are expensive, ugly, hot and bulky. Try lugging one around a shop or museum.

I don't often ride bareheaded, however, as I like to have some shade and a cover for the occasional wind-whipped 'do. In the summer, a straw fedora or breathable baseball cap is cool and functional. I can tuck my hair up inside and get some shade without sacrificing too much air flow. In winter, I bring out wool berets and furry caps.

If a helmet makes you feel better about bicycling, then you should wear one. If you're like me, then don't wear one. The most important thing: ride your bike with joy – not in fear.