Things are changing. Bikes are changing. Rules are changing. The ones who ride are changing.
If we are looking to become mainstream, more accepted by society, then all is fine. Bikes are less noisy. They use less fuel. They pollute less. Noisy 500cc+ 2 stroke bikes are out. And 1500cc+ bikes sound like a Ford Fiesta (I remember first time I did IRL see the new Triump Rocket. There was 3 of them. I waited for ages for the owners to come out and start them so I could hear the mighty roar! When they started the beasts and took off in a "pffffttttt" I could not believe it!)
I am old skool. Black leathers and sunnies. Ride rain or shine when I want to. Can't be bothered with a bunch of high tech gear. Have a long oil skin as rain gear.
But I digress. Stray even...
Now electric bikes are coming out. 150km's radius. Who would ride only 150k's? And on something that has no sound?
I sit here with my gray hair, my JD and my Biggles goggles and recon that todays riders are missing the point. Group rides in dayglow below speed limit is not what it was about.
I remember reading a Sci Fi story some years ago about a group of bikers that had removed them self from society and the rules. They rode noisy smoking bikes. No dayglow. They rode because they wanted to, because that was their life. They were not dangerous to them selves or anyone else. But society and the rules deemed their look at things unacceptable. And so they were hunted.
At times I feel that this is what is happening. The ones of us who do not accept the rules that are bestowed up on us are getting labelled. We need to be erased. Taken out of the equation. Not because we are dangerous on the road. But because we do not fit in anymore.
At times I hate it all. The riding around making sure I follow all rules: lights on, speed limits, distance, helmets, max dB, numberplate in a specific way...
But I have no say. Being an individual is so old fashion. Like me I suppose.
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