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A The most important senses to us as the bike driver are our hearing. Whether you are on a group ride, where other drivers are calling roads and traffic dangers, or alone, our ears are almost as necessary as our eyes to keep the vehicles or other journeys from our back.
Bone headphone– which supplies the words through the vibration sitting outside the ear – was almost for a while. However, Irvin, California -based troops have consistently extended the bar Bicycling helmet Including integrated speakers. Their new offers, S1, have mixed the army audio technology with the convenience of the airplane attracted by so many road cyclists.
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Photograph: Michael Venutolo-Montovani
With a smooth outer shell, the army looks, fits and feels every bit that has grown in popularity in the last decade. It is a fifth of the slick, front -facing vents and a pair of back to keep your head cool during the hot ride. The mixture of flat and gloss finish gives the helmet a modern reverse style that will look at the tour of the tour de France Peloton.
It is light, only 360 grams weighing 360 grams and at $ 229 it has been priced like a high-end aero helmet, although it allowed a pair of over-ear speakers and a microphone, Bluetooth connectivity, a built-in tilite and army proprietor to censt to the intercom system.
I tested the army S1 in one of the foolish rides that I did in a long time: that is, when I started a hundred miles of miles near my house to a hundred miles of miles near Damal Track. (I don’t Complete Insane I swear that I was doing it for another story)) The way I was ready to accept for the boring and boredom ride as the ¼ mile century, I needed some confusion. Fortunately, there was an army S1 sitting in my office.
For a few reasons I never had any kind of headphones while I was on my bike. First and foremost, protection. I like to hear what is happening around me, especially when climbing the street. Secondly, as far as I am concerned, hearing the wind in my ears, the birds scream on my head, my tires are easily wandering on the sidewalk or crunching dirt under my wheels, a part of the experience of riding my paddles. Third, we live in an era where we are all victims of a constant attack on the content. The bike is my sanctuary, a place where an Instagram reel or hot no podcast can find me.
Photograph: Michael Venutolo-Montovani