Hellll-mets!

["Tina Rushing" <tinarushing@coastside.net>]

Some while back someone told a story about being out on a training ride and
coming up behind some packers or cowboys on a single track.  The guy in the
rear yelled, "Hellll-mets!" and without a backward glance the riders yielded
the trail.  I love that story!   Wish I'd saved it so I could tell you who
wrote it.

Since someone brought it up, I like the little Troxel brim.  A big brim
makes me feel that my vision is impaired.  I don't know what I expect to SEE
up there but I don't want to miss it.  These tales of helmets that seem okay
but have hidden structural damage are freaking me out.  I'm thinking I
should send mine in for a checkover.  I'd have to get a new one for the
interim!  Maybe in a stylish color.  It would be my only stylish accessory.

I did some riding in the mountains last summer.  Lot of packers up there,
and a rugged bunch they are.  There were no obvious snickers about my
helmet - not that I'd care.  They did admire my sturdy horse (iz'zat an
Ay-rab?) and my ancient leggings (did'ja make 'em?) (no, they've just been
repaired a lot and have achieved a burnished, hand-hewn look).

Tina Rushing  tinarushing@coastside.net
El Granada, CA
(we like packers and we like mules - just don't shoot us!)

-----Original Message-----
From: Linda Flemmer
To: Bette Lamore; ridecamp@endurance.net; Kandhy Franklin
Date: Sunday, February 06, 2000 5:20 PM
Subject: RC: Re: helmets


>...Folks in my riding area did look at me "funny" when I first started
riding around here... Now, I just hear, "Oh, she's an endurance rider. They
need to protect themselves since they go so fast...