I’M NOT A NODDER. There, I said it. Nor do I wave to other bike riders on the road.
There are exceptions, of course. I’ll wave to people I know. Sometimes, if I’m in the absolute middle of nowhere, I might even wave to someone I don’t know. But that’s rare.
I’ll also wave to car drivers who may let me into a gap, or otherwise make my life easier by way of a courteous action, simply as a thank you.
That’s about it though, really.
Why do I not nod at you on the road? There’s a number of reasons. The primary one being I have no idea who you are, and the fact that we both ride motorcycles does not make us brothers in arms. We just happen to both ride motorcycles. Just like we might have both eaten a pepper steak pie for lunch.
If I pull up at a pub for
