The motorcycle show here last year drew big crowds.
The Honda dealer had a prime location just inside the doors as you entered. In the front row all the sport bikes were lined up side by side, and there was a cute young lady that raced them to talk to. Nobody stopped there. Except me as I was leaving several hours later. I may be old, gray and slow, but I would never pass by a cute biker girl without saying hello.
As some of the older bikers passed the new Goldwings, they flipped the price tag and kept on going.
Busiest place at all the dealers was their cruiser models. Although I didn't see anyone looking as the Honda Fury or Stateline when I stopped to talk to my Honda salesperson. Maybe Honda should have continued their old VTX cruiser line. This seems to be what people are riding.
Despite being expensive here, the Harley displays drew a lot of people of all ages. The only other hot spot was the BMW dealer's adventure bikes.
There are a number of large clubs here, all cruiser based. When I stop at some of the well know biker rest spots while riding, it's mostly Harleys and look-alike cruisers. The old Harley riders talk to me, but the young cruisers don't. I guess the flock can't appreciate anyone who doesn't ride a cruiser and dress exactly like them. That's alright as I prefer to be a lone wolf while riding.
The only other group of note is the Beemer riders. And like the cruisers, they all dress alike and don't talk to anyone else either.
When they are not riding, these sheep must be the same cell phone controlled clones I see wandering aimlessly through the shopping malls.