I joined the ranks of GS owners yesterday, and I promise to to carry on nodding and waving, although saying that, probably not waving anymore as I might not be able to get them out from the handguads in time or want to take them off my heated grips but have to say most GS riders ignore you, I will have to raise the subject now I am on their site as well!!
Travelling up to Llangollen last month it was probably a fairly even split of bikers who did wave/nod and who didn`t.
Al.
White/red BMW R1200R Sport
Shiny Red Honda Civic
Shiny Silver MR2 vvti Roadster. Going to be sold
White Peugeot Boxer Camper Conversion.
Battle scarred Suzuki Burgman 125,(Mrs Als) going to be sold
Suzuki VanVan 125
Weekends when I am out with the club we tend to acknowledge, wave at , nod to anything on two wheels - we got a great reaction last weekend from about 40 odd Lambretta types going the other direction and the smell of two stroke was great. I don't bother much with it while commuting in and out of London as it's a bit "too busy" for that and half the riders are Twats on twist-and-go's with L plates who think that they can out-ride Valentino ( I saw one last year pull out onto a roundabout in front of a car while he was texting with his left hand) or they are Couriers who seem to have their own rules.
I don't know why some people don't wave, it seems to me that they are missing out a bit on the feel good factor that comes from riding.
There would appear to be a surfeit of prolixity and sesquipedalian content today please do not use a big word when a singularly un-loquacious and diminutive linguistic expression will satisfactorily accomplish the contemporary necessity
I agree with much of the above posts. On a wee run yesterday I found myself mixed into group of 8 bikes at a junction and it took several miles before I could let them all get past me in traffic. A real mixed bunch, who I bumped into much later at a nice pit stop; bikes ranged from nearly new to pretty old. GS, K13 12RT, S1000RR plus a few older Japanese models. Just a bunch of riders off to spend a night away. Panniers. Ruck sacks. Tank bags. Leathers. Twat suits.
Going for a ride is what you make it. You have to do your own thing.
Yes, some folk do visibly "splash the cash" in the BM dealer with a fully tricked out bike and top to toe clothing, while the next rider is wearing a Lidl cagoul, but hey-ho, they might all arrive at the same place at the same time.
Close to home, my lad on his S1000RR had his eyes opened on a recent overnight trip when he met a GS being ridden 2 up "equally as fast" as anything he cared to do on the public highway. During the evening, both riders shared a mutual appreciation of an enjoyable day's riding.
The fact that I can't "keep up" doesn't stop me taking the occasional track season for fun. Or just going out for a run in the sun (like yesterday).
I do try to remember that you can never boost your own "status" by putting someone else down. Live and let live!