Sourdough, I came across as unduly harsh. It's true that I detest LOUD bikes traveling in groups- or singly for that matter. The operative word here is 'LOUD'. If bikers would muffle their exhausts and just purr through the countryside, I would love it. I like wind whipping through my hair as well as the next one. And it certainly is more maneuverable and in-touch with earth than a car is. But that's just not going to happen- because the NOISE itself is a rush.

The Goldwingers I've seen seem to be a different breed of cat.

But put unbelievable NOISE, the in-your-face mentality that likes that kind of impact on other people, the heightened pulses, the mixed crowd that is drawn to that kind of thng and the reputation - read that as 'expectations'- and I'm going to stay as absolutely far from it as I can.

I realize there are women bikers, too, even here in this town- and those too I stay away from. The fantasies going through those LOUD bikers' minds, male or female, I need no part of.

Rant OFF...

Ebbie