I have had the pleasure of crawling around on a Honda C90 throughout the winter. A great little bike I can see why people in the 3rd world carry all their families and livestock on them at the same time. Now I know I have become completely invisible to other motorcyclis whilt on the Honda, they look the opposite way with embarrassment. Now the first shafts of Spring sunlight have started to peep through I have dragged the Rocket out and have been pottering around at C90 speeds to get my eye in. Suddenly other motocyclists have started to suddenly see me again now the C90 cloaking device has been removed. Most nod smile or scowl as we pass. My point is what is the problem with Hogly Dawson riders in their coporate matching black and orange jackets and their I'm an individual look at my matching chaps outfits. They either completety ignore other bikes or just look at you as though you have just fallen out of the dogs arse. A strange breed indeed. Who gives a stuff what it says on the tank as long as its got 2 wheels and an engine?