My old beemer bike club (west penn60) sent this link about different style riding apparel. It was cute but one of the commenter's had a different group. How many of us fit this? So far I can't grow much facial hair (Native American genetics) and I need some more electronics, but otherwise I'm getting their.
Comment that I was mentioning:
Bike: BMW. Only a BMW. Forever. Saddlebags festooned with stickers from every known town that you've ridden through that sells a sticker. The more road grime the better. Add every possible electronic gadget known to man to the point where you have to change the front suspension settings to handle the extra weight.
Helmet: Only an approved modular will do. Nolan, Schuberth, Roof, Shoei. The jury is still out on Scorpion as not enough research has been done yet. Motoman sticker required.
Apparel: Aerostich one piece suit in any lurid combination combo that matches nothing on the known planet and never will. Drag said suit through a dusty field and spray with BMW Spray On Bug Guts before wearing.
Attitude: Disdain. Nobody rides farther than you and you can prove it by the stickers, dusty suit and spray on bugs. Car drivers are the devil and should be banned from cell-phone use. By the way, let me show you my new Scala Rider.
Facial hair: Big bushy moustache.
Tattoos: You must be joking.
Facial Expression. Grimace. After all, you've ridden 11,000 miles before breakfast.
Breakfast. Weekly meeting at semi-greasy spoon where the group ALWAYS sits at the same table and fills it from from one end to the other based on arrival time.
Eyewear. Flip down inner visor.
Bitch: If she rides with you, she has a contrasting lurid suit but it's much cleaner. Most of the time, she stays home because you said so.
Footwear. Badly scuffed waterproof boots. Black only and bought for comfort as you walk around the BMW rally in them with a pair of shorts and floppy, khaki, stringed hat.