Gummiente wrote:f8aw8su wrote:it's almost insulting for ppl to just 'buy the biker image' and get an HD an then not wave at me coz they're a snob.
Assuming a bit much here, aren't you?
Since I switched from a cruiser to a sportsbike I've noticed that in general most cruisers (regardless of make or model) will not wave at me. Though, there were a lot who didn't before.
I live in... an "upperclass urban-yuppie" sort of area, so I've found that the majority of people around here who ride bikes are not bikers. They are sunday rumblers, which is to say they buy a big expensive bike, and top notch leathers (for themselves, never the person on the back) and tool around town on Sundays to show that they are still cool and with it. I never got many waves from them.
Then we have the young punk sportsbikers, who always wave, but scare me in their riding. Way to fast, not enough gear, potentially skid marks on their bikes, and occasionally big scars visible under their t-shirts. They wave to me, but I wouldn't ride with them.
Then there are the "TRUE" bikers, where the hell they come from I don't know. The didn't wave when I was on a cruiser, they didn't wave when I was on a sportsbike. But I know they see me. They all ride Harleys, have dirty, scuffed, patched leathers, gleaming chrome, and shorty helmets. They all sport scruffy beards and mustaches, long hair or crew cuts and have the obligatory straight pipes. I've got NO clue where the hell these guys come from. They don't live around here, that's for sure, and there's no reason to be riding through town to get to anywhere... so I'm at a loss.
Of course these are overarching stereotypes based on the types of people I usually see. There are exceptions, but in my town/hamlet WHATEVER, this is what you'll see 90% of the time.
And then there's the newbs... I met a guy today on a suzuki sv650s. It had that sexy little fairing. I was a car behind him, and one to the left at a red light and watched him take off. Sorry, straddle the bike and run to get started. He planted himself right in the middle of the lane, then proceded to meander back and forth from side to side. At 20 over the speed limit. Suffice to say I stayed WAY back from him.
Pulling up to the next red light, I found myself beside him. Though in a different lane, I stopped did a shoulder check and then glanced over at him and smiled. When the light went green, I did what I always do, work up through the gears smoothly, and waited. When he took off past me after about a minute he was way over the speed limit. I slowed down a little and gave him some room. At the next set of lights I changed lanes so that I only had one car in front of me, as opposed to his 4. I haven't seen him since, and hope I never do.
Can't hold a straight line, cannot get started at all. Both feet down at the lights, and trying to race me at the stoplight, when he can barely hold the bike up. We need less bikers like this. Not more!
