I thought that bikers didn’t give a damn what anyone thought of them? Your list of what is & isn’t a biker smacks of elitism and general douchebaggery.

 

I can't be a biker because I can't be judgmental about your riding style/habits? Damn.

Thing is, I don't do 30,000 miles per y6ear on my bike because my bike is not my only toy or pleasure. But I do not put it away just because it's winter either.

One day I am in 18 feet of snow cruising the Sierra mountain range...next day on asphalt with my bike cruising the Sierra mountain range. But yeah...I don't put 30k per year on my bike. I can't be a biker.

 

^^. Holy Crap...those chaps don't really fit, do they? LOL

 

Thank god, had enough of that crap when i lived in Cleveland and NW of Chicago.

 

Not a biker but a glitch …….. no I’m a biker come on you’re a glitch …..no biker…..glitch….well maybe I’m not good enough to be a biker but IAM Human so not a biker. I guess so what

 

You missed the point of my post my friend. Looks like I made a whole lot of you sore because you though I was looking down at others, thats not me by a long shot. I get along just fine with people who ride 2000 mile a year or 30000 mile a year. I started riding in 1974 and never stopped. Went years at a time in my youth where a bike was my only method of tooling around. For me, putting a bike away for months is unthinkable but thats just me. Peace.

 

I’ve played guitar since 1967 and owned 48 guitars in all (but not at the same time, of course). Other than the Harley-Davidson, musical instruments are my only indulgence.

Arthritis in my left thumb now limits my guitar practicing and performing. That’s one reason I’ve taken up fiddle. The lack of frets is one thing, but it’s really the bow that makes it more difficult. There’s so much more to bow control and technique than you can do with a guitar with fingers or a pick.

 

I like the " well 50 years ago I was doing _________. My 50 years ago was I was racing, Flat Track and TT racing, 2nd year in. Where I lived, had a 1/4 mile flat track across the street from the house, and a 1 1/2 mile motocross track in the woods at the end of the street, my friends and I rode every day, I was the best at the flat track, 2 of my friends went on to do Supercross. My racing career ended when I got hit by a 71 Chevy Impala (real steel).

 

I encountered a real biker last summer. Sitting at a red light on my Vulcan when a "real biker" rolled up in the next lane. I knew he was a real biker because I heard his stereo coming from a block or two away and when he rolled up he was covered from head to toe in HD gear. He actually stopped and looked over to me and says "nice bike" and chuckled. I suppose since I was riding a metric instead of my HD he needed to let me know how inferior my scoot was to his. Then he turned the stereo up and pulled out when the light changed.
So I decided I didn't want to spoil his superior mood by hanging in his mirror, so as we both pulled onto the on ramp I came up along side him and then grabbed a handful of throttle and showed him my tail lights.

I've been riding bikes for 40 plus years, 30 or so of those on the street. Am I a biker? Not if it means I have to act like that assclown did.

 

To each his own on labels. I have a friend who insists he is not a biker but is a motorcyclist. OK by me.