Here we go. Another, Let’s beat up on the Harley guys, theme.
Here is a little history lesson for you youngsters. Back before riding was cool (50’s and 60’s) and before everyone was jumping on two wheels there was a very tight knit group of individuals called “Bikers”. Most citizens feared them but to each other they were all family. It didn’t matter what you rode. Harley, Indian, Norton, Vincent, BMW, etc it just didn’t matter you always waved because it was you against the world that didn’t understand you and feared you.
Now introduce the Jap bikes. They were far superior in workmanship, reliable and inexpensive. Everyone wanted one. And those that bought them would make fun of the oil leaking, rattling, vibrating hunks of iron that ruled the roads. These Jap bike riders thought that they were much better than the others and would not wave. As a matter of fact they were to good to wave. They were riding on quality equipment. They also missed the point of riding and belonging to a family.
Now introduce the sport bikes. These guys are all squids and didn’t have a clue about riding and family.
Now introduce the custom choppers. These guys are way to cool for all of us. They spend more money on a bike than it cost to build a house when I started this story. These people think that they are much better than the others are and do not wave. As a matter of fact they are to good to wave. They were riding on quality equipment. They also missed the point of riding and belonging to a family. Wait a minute doesn’t that sound familiar?? Has this thing gone full circle??
The roads are becoming more and more overrun with bikes. There are more and more of us but less and less camaraderie. Riding styles, image, cost, etc has tended to separate us into a dysfunctional family.
I own a Harley Davidson Springer Softail and a 1200 S Bandit and I wave. Not because of what I ride, but because I ride.