Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Rough Waves

Bro’s, I went out for a ride to clear my head. I wasn’t particularly feeling like an asshole, but I was stressed and needed some seat time. It was a beautiful day as any day is here, and my eyes were on the road and my mind was in the moment. There were a lot, and I mean a lot of bikes on the road and as always, 9 out of 10 bikers that I passed waved. There have been many times when I’ve been out for a ride and returned many a wave; there have also been a few occasions that I have initiated the wave--but sometimes the wave is just too much. Sometimes I just want to ride to get away from it all, the further the better; it’s just that I have to ride through high traffic areas to get there. So let me apologize in advance for not waving, it is not my intent to be rude, only to separate myself from society...from the world.

Oh, I get the wave; I know the symbolism of the wave. I am not even saying that you shouldn’t continue to wave. We are brothers and sisters because we ride motorcycles; I don’t need a wave to appreciate you and honor you as a member of the brotherhood. I don’t think less of you for the type of bike you ride or whether you wave or don’t wave.

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