09-28-2019, 02:01 AM
I ride on weekdays, so the Harley riders I meet are retired experienced bikers. They are not the loud pipe look-at-me type, or one of the sheep plastered with Harley logos in the large Sunday clubs. Since my hair is silver and gray, they realize I am a also a mature rider. My well weatherworn brown leather jacket also lets then know I have a lot of miles in the saddle.
They are out there for the same reason I am, to enjoy the ride on quiet scenic roads well away from the city. Like me most of them ride alone, although I have met small groups of friends.
They are always curious about the CB and are complementary about its retro look. I respond in kind, particularly for those with older well cared for Road Kings. There is never a comparison of bikes. At our age we know you are riding is what you like, and nobody is going to convince you otherwise.
They are out there for the same reason I am, to enjoy the ride on quiet scenic roads well away from the city. Like me most of them ride alone, although I have met small groups of friends.
They are always curious about the CB and are complementary about its retro look. I respond in kind, particularly for those with older well cared for Road Kings. There is never a comparison of bikes. At our age we know you are riding is what you like, and nobody is going to convince you otherwise.