Dangerous Freedom

The ride into work today cinched it. The weather was beautiful, temps in the 70's and the sun shining down from a clear sky. And there I am having to wear that stupid fucking helmet. So this June I am loading up one of the bikes in the back of the truck when I head out to Idaho to pick up the VW Bug over the Car d'Lane weekend. Idaho doesn't have a helmet law. I'm going to let my scalp soak up some rays and feel the wind in my 'hawk. Dangerous personal freedom is what I crave. No helmet, no matter how small, can allow me to feel that. And I miss it a LOT!