Hey Mac, I appreciate what you're saying. Personally I just stopped hearing from a mate that I used to ride with often. All because I wore a tshirt saying some joke about Harley's. he got ****ty because I gave him some stick about his bike and when we road last he couldn't keep up with me.

To be honest, I didn't know we were pushing otherwise I would have waited for him.

Anyway, now that he's not around I seriously feel relieved but sad. I don't give a flying **** about what bike others are on, colour of there bike, how fast or slow they are, how loud or quiet. If they enjoy a laugh, talking bikes and looking after their mate, I like them. If they're too precious about stuff, that's there problem.

I like my bike and don't think twice about what others think, unless they own a rocket and I want their opinion. I liken The Harley obsessed and precious to any other social behaviour problem. It's the same as being racist, ageist, classist, it's being brandist. It's a lack of education or natural intelligence that causes it. I like to watch it as I find it amusing how worked up people get.

To me it comes down to respect. If they are being funny, rude, annoying or anything else, don't stress. If its disrespectful, say so and move on.
 
My best riding buddy sold his Suzuki for a wrecked Harley. He fixed it, started riding it and that's last time we've talked. Harley riders fall in a sect and they don't care for the other riders who don't have Harleys. Oh and he used to talk bad about Harleys....the way the vibrate, fall apart, stuck up people who own Harleys, etc... Now he rides a Harley and acts exactly the way he bad mouthed others.
 
Harleys

Wow Mully, thats what I,m talking about.
Once they are brainwashed, they get sucked into the Harley cult.
I am still going to be nice and civil with my bike group, most of the Harley guys are decent mature guys.
Just a few bad apples.
 
The minute a bar & heild or a skull bandana appears they are goners .. up until that time a well organised intervention may help. Treat them gently and try to remind them of the person they once were .. prior to buying the 'hawg' .. there's no harm in trying, a few have made it back :p
 
Lots of Harley guys have the Harley only mentality but most of them regularly check out my CBX and Rocket III with lots of compliments and questions.

Then there's always the douchebags with the pirate uniforms on that only bought their bikes because they think it will make them a badass. I just ignore those guys. :roll:

I was never into bikes as a way to impress people, I just like bikes.
 
Lots of Harley guys have the Harley only mentality but most of them regularly check out my CBX and Rocket III with lots of compliments and questions.

Then there's always the douchebags with the pirate uniforms on that only bought their bikes because they think it will make them a badass. I just ignore those guys. :roll:

I was never into bikes as a way to impress people, I just like bikes.

That's funny! I know someone who is about 4 foot tall who bought a Screamin Eagle Road Glide and spends 10 minutes putting on his HD gloves and HD bandanna and HD sunshades and looking around to see if anyone's watching him. Then has to lean to one side to touch the ground on it. He's told me more than once about how fast his bike is. I've been waiting to catch him leaving one day and ride away with him just to see how fast it really is, but he only rides when it's warm. Guess I'll have to wait till Spring.:rolleyes:
 
I love messing with the H-D guys and gals. When they get to telling me about the new H-D bike or what ever H-D bike they have. I always congratulate them for having a nice "little training bike".
 
stupid slick

My mates mostly ride Hardleys, mines not the only Triumph,just the only Rocket in our crew .They show my ride alot of respect, i am always the the 'go to guy' when some jappa needs to be dealt with.If the boys were honest, they would admit that the reason they dont have one is coz only one or two could handle it like i do.I ride hard, i ride fast.I learnt a valuable lesson one beautiful sunday arvo.I sat at the back of about 15 bikes,sort of like a hawk about to descend on a flock of pigeons....sure enuff 2 of the boys peeled out of formation, making a run for the front of the pack, on a long straight..I joined the chase from about 1 km back.throttle jammed wide open i closed the gap.Ripping past the other bikes,I took the closest bike first, he didnt realise i was there till i flew past.We were easily doing in excess of 100mph.The second bike (Warren) had seen me comin and wasnt about to yeild.He proceeded to make his fatbob even 'fatter'.The road was tightening up into a series of medium to tight 70mph max corners. I was now hard on his ass, lookin to get around him. Neither of us had eased off our speed. I was gettin showered with sparks and **** from his pegs,and now mine were scraping. I was also using the other oncoming lane, more than i was comfortable with.Warren was using the whole road and came very close to running off into roadside gravel then the trees.The road straightened out and i shot past..........later ,over a beer we were talking about it.It dawned on me.....i had pushed my mate to the point that, had he crashed, I would have been responsible.I almost pushed him beyond his ability to control his bike.I too, was at the limits of my riding ability.I apologised for being so stupid.....i no longer ride this way. If i want to blast, i do it on my own......its funny tho,how after a mile or two doing this the pack catches up, and i dawdle back, somewhere, into line.
 
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