Thoughts from the Vulcan…part 2
One thing that is true of all riders is that you wave at other bikers as you pass by. The approved jester is the left hand peace sign stretched out below your handlebars. If you are caught off guard you can do the peace sign while your hand is still on the grip. In a pinch or if you deem it unsafe to lift your hand may give the head nod.
The first thing I learned on my bike was that I was part of a community and didn’t even realize it. Granted there are some owners that think they have a superior bike and would not think about waving at someone on a “rice burner”. But for the most part it doesn’t matter what you ride you are in.
And it is more than just waves. If you stop in a parking lot and see another biker…you talk. If you need something for your bike and someone else has an extra…it’s yours. Need help changing the oil or doing a tune up…no problem come on over. Find a cool helmet sticker…get two. Free advice and encouragement always abounds.
While on the bike I always think “why can’t we be like this with other people in our lives?” Why don’t we buy two of something so we can share with those we go to church with? Why don’t I invite those in my neighborhood over to fix something? Why don’t all Americans wave at each other? Why does it take a bike to be in community?
Just the other day I was driving in our neighborhood around the church and was approaching a police officer on his motorcycle. My immediate thought was “I wonder if they wave?” So I waited to wave to see what he would do. And sure enough the police officer waved at me.
Being a biker even trump cards being a police officer. I waved back and said out loud to myself (because no one can hear you inside your helmet…see previous post)… I love motorcycling!


