..... the same community.
Last Sunday on my way home from Mission with my race bike in the box of the pickup I came across single riders on two occasions.
In the first he pulled up to the end of the driveway of a gas station I was just passing. I barely had time to see him as I passed. He pulls out into my lane and shadows me onto the highway home. It only takes a few seconds and he whizzes by me and then backs off. I was watching him in my mirrors and fully expected a glance or wave or something to signify we were bro's. What do I get? Studiously ignored, unless you can count the fast pass he does before slowing down ahead of me. NO WAY he could have missed the numbers or realized that it was fellow biker in the truck. In fact he seemed to be more intent on showing me up by the speed of his pass. I was frankly quite shocked and dissapointed.
Pretty much the same thing happened a while later when another rider passed me. Again I saw him coming up to me in the mirrors and was ready to offer a wave of comraderie. Nope. He droned on by as if I had a refrigerator in the back.
FINALLY a pair of riders passes me and offers a glance, a wave and a thunbs up. Ah, I'm not invisible and my bike didn't fall off into a ditch.
I realize that in the heat and tension of traffic that waving is rapidly becoming a thing of the past, and perhaps is should be for saftey's sake, but on the open highway recognition to one's fellow rider is still a pleasent courtesy with zero risks. PLEASE keep the tradition alive out there for all our sakes.
Perhaps I'm not up with the times but I was quite saddened to see how "mainstream" riding is becoming....