SUMMER BLUES
I hate the heat. I think I’d have preferred global cooling to global warming, given a choice. When I was kid, air conditioning in cars was rare, a very welcome experience when I got to travel without sticking to the vinyl seats of Dad’s Holden Special. In my late teens I was a motorcycle courier, delivering packages for a living under the blazing West Australian Sun, and at one stage I decided it was better to ride without a jacket and avoid heat stress than risk a crash because my body was overheating. These days I do things differently. I’ll still ride a bike in the summer, but ventilated gear provides air flow and protection in a spill. A flip-top helmet gives me an open face or full-face while on the move. Shorty…