I can't get over some of these people. ???
The modern biker is a joke. 40 grand and 40 miles doesn't make you a biker in my book. If I trailer my bike, something in the powertrain has gone terminal. Matt Hotch's paint jobs cost more than all my vehicles put together.

How often do you see a "greaser" broke down on the side of the road? How often do you see a "real biker bike" broken down? Who do you see standing there scratching their heads, wringing their hands, or yapping on the cellphone because they are too dumb to swap a sparkplug on the side of the road? Gods forbid they get a flat, or throw the belt, or even just hit reserve and don't realize they have to manually switch the fuel feed.
Whatever happened to riders knowing how to patch up the machine and get home? Or at least "rig" it enough to get off the roadside before calling for assistance? When did it become mandated that leathers have to look new, forever? Or that helmets can't get scratched? Since when is a fresh from the dealer scoot better than one you have become intimately familiar with, because you've actually learned how to do necessary maintenance? Yes, having the scratch to pay someone else to get dirty is convenient. Fat lot of good it does if you break down somewhere between Missoula and Sturgis.
I guess I'm old fashioned. I don't trust anyone else to service my bike. I don't know everything, but I can patch it up and get home. I can change a tire and tube on the road if needed. Bike starts coughing, switch to reserve. Then panic. (I run out of gas all the time in the truck too, no gas gauge)
Guess I'm not a "biker" after all. Bet Indian Larry is spinning in his urn, Which if you haven't seen it, is some kind of nice. Panhead cylinder and top end, fully engraved. I'll try to scan it in and send a pic.
-WD
Proud to be a wrench turning, long haired, greasy, dirty...