A word from Oz
Posted on Monday 13 October 2008 by Camille Savory
Bicycle helmets are compulsory in Australia. Visual evidence suggests that the law is obeyed and, apparently, policed. Like anywhere, you see roadies in the latest carbon fibre confections, little kids in barbie pink ones, and teenagers in skateboard helmets. Most of the rest of cyclists appear to have a lump of spare TV packaging balanced on their heads, straps flying in the breeze. You can, and regularly do, buy such pieces of life-saving equipment in charity shops. Of unknown age and provenance, slightly mis-shapen, with no circumferential adjustment and a chin-strap that slips, extra bits of foam super-glued inside in a vain attempt to make it ‘fit’. Ventilation if you’re lucky – but they all have a quality approved sticker inside and they make you legal. I know. My mother has one.
Studies have apparently shown that motorists leave more room for cyclists without helmets, perceiving them as ‘vulnerable’, and one piece of research in Australia suggests compulsory helmet wearing has reduced cycling more than reducing head injuries.
Would it not be safer to let those who choose to, pay for something well-fitting, comfortable and effective, and let those who don’t be given a wide berth?

