Waving
Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 6:05 pm
Greetings:
Ripped off, more or less, from HD V-Twin Forums:
The identity of the original Author is lost to me, or I'd give him/her credit. Updated and edited by Wheelman.
I love motorcycles, and I love riding. Like many of you, what first drew me to bikes was not just the experience of riding, but the feeling that I'd become part of a special community; a family, really. Nothing calms me more than a long ride down the interstate, waving to the members of my beloved clan. Waving shows that we embrace this brother- and sisterhood that is riding. Waving is our way of acknowledging our commonalities while displaying our individuality. So I happily wave to everybody.
Except Honda guys. I hate Honda guys. Especially Gold Wing riders. Hate, hate, hate. When they pass me on the highway, you know what I do? I don't wave. With their giant fairings and super-quiet pipes. And those stupid  helmets with those idiotic boom microphones they use to talk with their passenger, who's invariably clad in the same outfit as the * rider - God, they drive me crazy.
You know who else I hate? BMW guys. Oh, do I hate those guys. I don't wave at them either. They think they're so great, sitting all upright, with their overpriced 180 degree Boxer engines. God, I hate them.
They're almost as bad as those old bastards on their touring motorcycles. You know what I call those bikes? "Two wheeled couches!" Get it? Because they're so big. They drive around like they have got all day. Appreciate the scenery somewhere else, Grandpa.
Oh, and Ducati guys - I don't wave at them either. Why don't they spend a little more money on their bikes? "You can have it in any color as long as it is red." Aren't you cool! Like they even know what a Desmo-whatever engine is, anyway. Try finding the battery, you Italian-wannabe racers! I never, ever wave at those guys.
Suzuki guys aren't much better, which is why I never wave at them, either. God forbid they should ever wear any safety gear. They make me so mad. Sometimes they'll wheelie by me and look over at me and you know what I do? I don't wave. I just keep going.
Please, don't get me started on Kawasaki guys. Ninjas? What are you, twelve years old? I never wave at Kawasaki guys.
When I'm on my Harley I'll wave at other Harley guys, but I have to be careful not to accidentally wave at someone whoÔÇÖs riding a bike that only looks like a Harley. So if IÔÇÖm unsure, I donÔÇÖt wave. This means that sometimes I accidentally donÔÇÖt wave to a Harley guy, but thatÔÇÖs way better than waving to a guy on Rice Cruiser that just looks like a Harley.
When I'm on my scooter, I wave at other scooters. But ONLY Honda scooters. But not underpowered 4-strokes like Ruckuses. (Ruckii?) What is that, anyway? Looks like some designer had his blueprints pulled into production before he was done. Bright-colored exposed tube frame and all that open air under the saddle. Oh and Metros. Get a Cannondale if you wanna go that slow, pal. I never wave at them. Or Vespas. Art Deco meets Buckminster Fuller pulling a cloud of blue smoke. I don't wave at them either. Nor do I wave at anything Chinese. They leave too many parts falling off, creating a road hazard.
And I'll never wave at a guy in full leathers. Never, never, never. Guys in full leathers will never get a wave from me, and, by the way, neither will the guys in two piece leathers. And I'll tell you who else I'm not waving at - those guys with the helmets with loud paint jobs. Four pounds of paint on a two pound helmet ÔÇô like I'm going to wave back at that! I'll also never wave at someone with a mirrored visor. Or helmet stickers. Or racing gloves. Or hiking boots.
So to me, motorcycling is like a family, a close knit brotherhood of people who ride Harleys (or Honda Scooters,) wear jeans and a leather jacket (not Vanson) with regular gloves and a solid color helmet with a clear visor, no stickers, no racing gloves and regular boots (not Timberlands). And isn't that what really makes riding so special?
Ripped off, more or less, from HD V-Twin Forums:
The identity of the original Author is lost to me, or I'd give him/her credit. Updated and edited by Wheelman.
I love motorcycles, and I love riding. Like many of you, what first drew me to bikes was not just the experience of riding, but the feeling that I'd become part of a special community; a family, really. Nothing calms me more than a long ride down the interstate, waving to the members of my beloved clan. Waving shows that we embrace this brother- and sisterhood that is riding. Waving is our way of acknowledging our commonalities while displaying our individuality. So I happily wave to everybody.
Except Honda guys. I hate Honda guys. Especially Gold Wing riders. Hate, hate, hate. When they pass me on the highway, you know what I do? I don't wave. With their giant fairings and super-quiet pipes. And those stupid  helmets with those idiotic boom microphones they use to talk with their passenger, who's invariably clad in the same outfit as the * rider - God, they drive me crazy.
You know who else I hate? BMW guys. Oh, do I hate those guys. I don't wave at them either. They think they're so great, sitting all upright, with their overpriced 180 degree Boxer engines. God, I hate them.
They're almost as bad as those old bastards on their touring motorcycles. You know what I call those bikes? "Two wheeled couches!" Get it? Because they're so big. They drive around like they have got all day. Appreciate the scenery somewhere else, Grandpa.
Oh, and Ducati guys - I don't wave at them either. Why don't they spend a little more money on their bikes? "You can have it in any color as long as it is red." Aren't you cool! Like they even know what a Desmo-whatever engine is, anyway. Try finding the battery, you Italian-wannabe racers! I never, ever wave at those guys.
Suzuki guys aren't much better, which is why I never wave at them, either. God forbid they should ever wear any safety gear. They make me so mad. Sometimes they'll wheelie by me and look over at me and you know what I do? I don't wave. I just keep going.
Please, don't get me started on Kawasaki guys. Ninjas? What are you, twelve years old? I never wave at Kawasaki guys.
When I'm on my Harley I'll wave at other Harley guys, but I have to be careful not to accidentally wave at someone whoÔÇÖs riding a bike that only looks like a Harley. So if IÔÇÖm unsure, I donÔÇÖt wave. This means that sometimes I accidentally donÔÇÖt wave to a Harley guy, but thatÔÇÖs way better than waving to a guy on Rice Cruiser that just looks like a Harley.
When I'm on my scooter, I wave at other scooters. But ONLY Honda scooters. But not underpowered 4-strokes like Ruckuses. (Ruckii?) What is that, anyway? Looks like some designer had his blueprints pulled into production before he was done. Bright-colored exposed tube frame and all that open air under the saddle. Oh and Metros. Get a Cannondale if you wanna go that slow, pal. I never wave at them. Or Vespas. Art Deco meets Buckminster Fuller pulling a cloud of blue smoke. I don't wave at them either. Nor do I wave at anything Chinese. They leave too many parts falling off, creating a road hazard.
And I'll never wave at a guy in full leathers. Never, never, never. Guys in full leathers will never get a wave from me, and, by the way, neither will the guys in two piece leathers. And I'll tell you who else I'm not waving at - those guys with the helmets with loud paint jobs. Four pounds of paint on a two pound helmet ÔÇô like I'm going to wave back at that! I'll also never wave at someone with a mirrored visor. Or helmet stickers. Or racing gloves. Or hiking boots.
So to me, motorcycling is like a family, a close knit brotherhood of people who ride Harleys (or Honda Scooters,) wear jeans and a leather jacket (not Vanson) with regular gloves and a solid color helmet with a clear visor, no stickers, no racing gloves and regular boots (not Timberlands). And isn't that what really makes riding so special?