Was leaving a local alcohol dispensing station when a guy asked me if that was my Honda outside, threw me for a second because I have never had a Honda before, anyway he said "that's a bad ass looking bike. The first time always feels the best.
Was leaving a local alcohol dispensing station when a guy asked me if that was my Honda outside, threw me for a second because I have never had a Honda before, anyway he said "that's a bad ass looking bike. The first time always feels the best.
more of those coming your way!
John (Jay) Bettua
2014 F6b Red- sold 2016
2020 Goldwing Matte Black
Retired U.S. Air Force MSgt
The best part is when they take pics going down the rode!!!
" Truth is often deemed rude, blunt and to the point which is why so few make their friend " Freddy Hayler ..352-267-1553 Sanford, FLA Gutterman6000@Gmail.com
Honestly, this happens every time I ride. Recently I got pigeonholed by a drunk guy outside of a bar in Weaverville, CA. "Before you put that helmet on, I gotta ask..." followed by 20 questions on the bike. Even the guys I was riding with kept commenting on it.
And who can blame them? The F6B is one badass bike.
My buddy slid a twenty between the cubby, he calls it a 20 year old stripper. He won't stop rubbing the bike when he sees it. It's really quite disturbing.
Yep - Get use to it. It is a bad ass looking bike...! It makes me feel good when people tell me "I have seen you riding around town." And like the others, each time I have the bike out, someone gives me a thumbs-up or offers good comments. None of my other bikes have ever provided me with so much positive attention.
-R
Today was funny. I rode up to Cave Creek (local town that bikers frequent) for lunch with my HD friends. We pulled into The Hideaway, which is semi-famous nowadays I guess. At least in AZ.
http://www.hideaway-usa.com/
Anyway, the bike parking is half dirt and the parking attendant directed all my friends to the dirt and stopped me. He pointed to a spot all by itself, out of the dirt and right next to the stage where the band was about to play. I didn't know if I was being segregated for good or bad reasons but I didn't care, I got a sweet parking spot! The whole time we were there I watched people go over and check it out. It's fun watching them look it over with that "WTF is that?" look on their face.
After lunch we rode out to Bartlett Lake, a cool twisty short ride close to Cave Creek. It was a good day.
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