Everybody, outside the motorcycle...
People say, but most people think, that motorists, called bikers, are crazy, that they burn their lives like some drug addicts. Therefore, ordinary people, when watching a motorcyclist sometimes in an unusual way for their eyes, twist their finger at the temple (sometimes mentally), laugh or even call it indecent words. Nowadays, in the minds of many people the image of a biker (he is a simple man who loves motorcycles, not just a word) is compared to a dirty, unwashed punk riding a motorcycle, dressed in leather and a black helmet with horns, and in addition to the "biker" motorcycle (Harley Davidson) without silencers. And it's sad.
Denying something leads to disgust, anger, and hatred. Most people don't understand what any other person who loves their business lives (hobbies, lifestyle), because each of these people are concerned with their own approval, both to themselves and from themselves. Undoubtedly, there are people among bikers who try their best to attract attention to themselves, to propiaryatsya and enjoy fame, but such bikers are insignificant (and they are bitten to put it mildly). Basically, motorcyclists live in joy and joy to the people around them. I will not list the qualities or rules (codes), for example, because it is delirium and pathos, which only exacerbates the personality of each biker.
I would like to note in general that people who connected motorcycles with their destiny bring a lot of bright moments into their lives and into the lives of friends and relatives, and let them not be all super-positive, but they will still remain in their memory for many years, and maybe even centuries, for another generation. Few people manage to get out of the gray face system. Do you want to feel it? - Join us, friend!
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Each biker should (in fact) be individual and not copy another motorist, it is very important not to create an idol, and not to puzzle how to achieve the same position and attention as the famous (often shown on TV) people of motorcycle movement: the same athletes, travelers and creators of two-wheeled vehicles. Imagine that somebody is copying you and dating him, starting to communicate, and eventually you see and hear yourself (almost a clone)? Is it nice? The mirror in this case is simply priceless, because it shows you and is preciously silent. Only the ability to be oneself brings the real truth and meaning of life.
Being who you are at a given moment in time and in a certain place makes it clear to other people what kind of person you are. Whether you are a fan of sports bikes, choppers, enduros or even human scooters, seeing this, will understand your true nature, some will want to have something in common with you, others on the contrary, nothing, but it is worth to take "as is" otherwise not see real life, meaning that life will be a fake, though very sweet. And who likes falsehood? -For example, I don't like it.
In general, people who love motos have many other hobbies, but most of them are ashamed (embarrassed) and hide it. And then, as a human being is no longer in this world, it is a great miracle to find his great discoveries: in the storerooms, garages and closets in the form of paintings, manuscripts, beads, and other interesting things that this man was not noticed during his life journey. Something I've lost track of, I've gone into a corner. So what makes each biker memorable and extraordinary? - It's no wonder it's his motorcycle, even though it's a small percentage (many people can argue with me here).
A motorcycle is a biker's companion, but the motorcyclist himself is remembered for himself, his character, behavior in society, attitude to the world as a whole, dreams, charisma of driving a motorcycle. There are people who are fond of motorcycles, but do not participate and do not seek to fit into the motorcycle society, they just like their way of life and they do not want to change something. There are people, on the contrary, who want to learn more and more about the motor world, motorcycle movement, they are trying to get everywhere, trying to ride, participate, but not because of the combing, but because of interest and inner loneliness (no one will admit it). Don't do this, but listen to yourself. Ask yourself: where would you like to go, something you want to do that brings you joy? The main thing is not to lose yourself in the world and the most difficult thing is to find hormony in it, but it is possible.