THE WAVE,, or why don't I wave every time I see a motorcycle pass me..
I have been riding for a while, not too long mind you, let's see I was 14 and I got a scooter, then a Vellocette single 500, and then a Triumph TRW. A BSA Royal Star, three Harleys (every one of those fuckers stranded me cold even though I loved them), Suzukis (2) and now my string of Yamahas at the end of half a century of riding all over North America (I still have more places to go than I have been to). What is this leading up to? I'll tell you!
I'm still alive,, and Lord knows the driving population has done mighty things to kill me. The soccer moms who run a stop sign, the drunk who thinks it's fun to drive me off into the ditch, the insane dump truck driver who drove straight at me (crossing the line) in North Carolina. And then just last week the F150 who stopped at the sign, didn't look and proceeded into my lane so I had to deke behind him.
All of this adds up to one thing, I NEVER stop looking, in my mirrors, over my shoulders, left, right, at every lane coming up, sweeping the horizon. At oncoming cars and yes, the motorcycle heading my way. I see him, from way off, he's still there as we close up, but since then I have looked back, up ahead and at the lane coming up with what looks like a parked car..
When we swoop by I'm not looking at him, in all the years I've been riding it has never been someone I know. If it's been an hour since I saw another rider I will acknowledge him and wave, but if the road has been full of us and others, forget it, target fixation can kill you. When the road is busy, look around even more and to hell with waving, come back home alive..