Editor’s Note: What appears below is a guest blog post from veteran biker Jeff Maddox, who regularly holds court over at the JMAdog blog.
It goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway – we are all bikers here. How do I know this? How can I tell if you’re a rider or a wannabe rider? It’s easy because it takes one to know one. Here are a few things that truly give it away.
1) Do you smell like a strange concoction of “outside” and exhaust? Of course you do. You either ride a motorcycle or you spend time on the back of one. If we could put this smell into a bottle and sell it, it would be called “Lifestyle.”
2) When was the last time you looked in a mirror? It’s easy to see a biker from across the room by the raccoon-eye suntan and the disheveled hair. It’s also apparent you aren’t embarrassed by it. That’s a true motorcycle enthusiast.
3) Motorcyclists are easy to talk to. How many times have you stood in line only to find yourself looking at other people’s shoes for the black scuff-mark on their left foot? “So, what do you ride?”
4) Just like number three, our wardrobe says it all. Our t-shirts, jackets and hats are a dead give-away out in public. Admit it; you’ve shoveled snow in your best winter-riding gloves. You wear your leather jacket with the body armor while driving the car to dinner or a movie. It’s okay, we’ve all done it. And for those of you who don’t ride, we know you are asking us why? It’s because we don’t own anything else, silly.
5) Another dead give-away is what happens when a motorcycle goes by. We bikers stop and turn our heads in hopes of catching a glimpse of it as it goes by. Even when we can’t see it, we are guessing what kind of bike it was. Extra points if you can tell who’s bike it was just by the sound…
6) The wave. You know what I’m talking about here don’t you? The one nice day your drove the car because you had to pick something up after work, and everyone else out in the world rode their bike. As you meet bikes on the road, you still wave as you would when you ride, but this time it’s from behind a steering wheel. Don’t worry, we still saw the wave, but we weren’t expecting it so we didn’t wave back. But I know you are a rider.
It’s funny how these crazy motorcycles bring us all together. We ride with other like-minded folks and we spend an awful lot of time talking about where we’ve been, where we’re going and what it is we ride to get to all these places. But the one thing I can say for sure about being a motorcyclist is; it takes one to know one.