Hearing someone tell me to "ride safe" as they bid me goodbye hasn't ever found a final resting place in the synapses of my neurons. Yet, I continue to hear those words from people and they continue to fire around until at some point my conscience tunes them out of focus.
"Of course I'm going to ride safe!", I think to myself.
But what the Hell is safe riding anyway?
Is it correct to say that only dead riders are "unsafe riders"?
If I'm able to ride a motorcycle and still be alive and well, then aren't I a "safe rider"?
Does it really matter if I wear gear or not, ride fast or slow, drink alcohol or iced tea? As long as I get to my destination in good condition, then I rode safely, right?
Think about helmets.
There are riders who wear helmets with the highest safety ratings, yet some of them still died in motorcycle accidents. On the other hand, there were riders who wear novelty helmets (skid lids), that also got into motorcycle accidents, but suffered little to no head injury.
If being alive and well is the end goal of safe riding, then I suppose it doesn't matter what helmet you wear. If you're still riding your motorcycle, then you've done just fine, whatever you did.
It's only when you die in a motorcycle accident, where it was your fault, that people can point to your helmet, point to your speed, point to your lack of training, point to your electronic gadget distraction, point to your handlebar mounted cup holder, and everything else under the sun, on why you were an "unsafe rider".