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I overheard a comment made by a lady last week, with a not so subtle hint of digust: "There was a pack of sportbikes, and they rode down the highway like they owned the road."

Let me explain why when a group of bikes ride together, we sometimes act superior. It is because when riding alone, cagers not only treat us like we don't own the road, but most time, they act as if we don't even exist.

In the span of two brief trips up and down the highway, I was cut off twice. The first time was me making a lane change, when the guy ahead of me decided to share my lane while I pulled up along side it. No big deal, but the guy I was following, Mr. Wonder, thought I almost got crushed. To which I reply, "Nah, that wasn't even close. It was an annoyance, it wasn't too bad."

The second time was some old bird decided to make a lane change at night without bothering to check her blind spot. I had to literally push steer to the other side of the other lane. Her blind spot is the lack of brains, nothing more.

So that's why when we're in a pack, we act like king of the country, high-prince of the highway, and lords of the lane; because it's the only time any of you idiotic, cell phone wielding, daydreaming, non-head turning cagers realize we even exist. Riding like jerks in a pack is sure as heck safer than riding alone, where we're vulnerable to cager's whims and rage.

....Ride or Die baby. posted by losir at 1:15 AM