09-16-2014, 05:24 AM
(09-16-2014, 12:35 AM)SanPete_imp Wrote:(09-15-2014, 05:24 AM)mikedude_imp Wrote:(09-15-2014, 12:21 AM)The ferret_imp Wrote: Thanks, post deleted, spammer banned. Thanks for the help fellasJust when I needed to fix my bong!
(09-14-2014, 11:40 AM)ride4now_imp Wrote: I'm at a light today... a younger guy pulls up 2 lanes over, no one is between us. He yells out...'hey, what year is that?' I yelled back... It's a 14, brand new. All I heard back was... WOW. That put a smile on my face...I can't go anywhere on my CB11 without attracting attention.What I really hate are cagers driving close to me to get a good look at my ride.No one has made the remark about the Honda being small though.I just get tired of answering the same questions over and over.It's a whole lot worse than when I had my NH 750.I try not to stop anywhere when I'm out riding.I just need a break from the admiring hoards.Everything in moderation.
There is a logical explanation to this. It is nothing more than an optical illusion. It all depends on the size of the rider, the juxtaposition of a horse jockey and a rugby player on a CB. There is also the viewers perspective. Most motorcycles here in the states are big displacement cruisers, compared to those it will appear small.
P.S. No one has made the small remark to me either
There is a logical explanation to this. It is nothing more than an optical illusion. It all depends on the size of the rider, the juxtaposition of a horse jockey and a rugby player on a CB. There is also the viewers perspective. Most motorcycles here in the states are big displacement cruisers, compared to those it will appear small.
P.S. No one has made the small remark to me either
I'm over 6'4 and at 325lbs so I make a lot of things look small

As far as getting comments on the road from strangers with my cruiser I would often get the "nice" comment from bikers and a few while I had it parked. Nothing really where people went out of their way to say something......until this morning. I was waiting traffic during my commute when a van along side of me rolls the window down, a middle aged woman sticks her head out the window and tells me her husband says that my motorcycle is what motorcycles are suppose to look like and that they both love it. I guess the whole hyperbole thing I was suspecting really isn't hyperbole.

