Not Even a Nod

For the last few years I've ridden on the back of Blackbird with my hubs Highway and learned the social do's and don'ts for motorcycling etiquette. One of the first things I learned was the way riders wave to one another. I've noticed that most riders will wave if I wave first. Whether it be the wave, the nod or the three finger high sign, all riders seem to like to be greeted, if they see me wave. Now and then I give the wave, but the other rider doesn't see it, so I understand when I don't get one back.

Since I've been riding solo I've continued to wave. I give the nod if I'm not in a situation to raise a hand, give a few fingers in I can, or the full on wave if I'm able. Nothing ridiculous, but the low hand just out to the side, often times giving the peace hand sign. Just my way of doing things; always has been.

When I was a kid, my father, a die-hard Harley rider, insisted I do not wave to the "Jap Bikes", as he called them. He rode with an M.C. so the non-American made bikes were not worthy of his acknowledgement. This man who taught me "Don't judge others by the clothes they wear or the things they own," didn't take his own advice when it came to motorcycles. Of course I respected and worshiped my Daddy far too much to much to discuss it with him, but I wasn't blind to the irony.

What has struck me funny since I've been riding solo is that I'm not getting the return waves I'm accustomed to. I'm not sure what to attribute this to: that I'm a chick with a pink and black helmet, that I'm riding a 500cc Kawasaki, that I'm riding a scarlet red bike, or all of or none of the above. But for every 10 waves I give, I'm getting perhaps 1 in return.

What the fuck? I can't imagine why this is! How am I any different riding on the back of my father's Harley, my husband's Honda ST or my own Kawasaki Ninja? What ever it is, fuck you and the bike you rode in on if you think you're too goddamn good to wave to me.

The funny thing is, I'm a barrel full of fun-monkeys and probably one of the best chicks you could ever party with. While I won't blow you or anything, I'm still know how to have a great time. Not only that, I make an awesome wingman and usually get my male friends laid when we're out. So really, it's you that's missing out on having me as a pal, even if it is for only a brief second on the road. Being a shit to me only brings you some bad karma, my friend.

So wave or don't, but I won't stop being the one to initiate the contact. I won't let the dickheads on the road piss in my Cheerios and keep me from having a good time riding. Oh, you may get my goat for a minute or so, but I'm over it pretty quick and off to my next good time. Just know, if you're one of those assrats who look down your nose at a chick like me on a Ninja, you'll never find yourself looking down on any woman as awesome as as I am sucking your tiny dick.

So put that in your pipe and smoke it.