It's so funny what other people think and say. I'm a engineer so I have to wear nice slacks and shirt at work. On the days I ride my bike, I wear a nice looking pair of jeans with a dress shirt. By nice I mean, clean, no holes. And sticking out of my jeans are my boots. Man oh man. Someone has to say something about the boots. Jealousy is what it is. I'm 55 years old and finally bought another bike this year. Haven't had one for 30 years. I got the dew rags going and it seems as if I'm a different person. Walk into the bank the other day at lunch time to cash my check, and forgot about the dew rag. Helmet in hand, glasses off, it was like I was a different person. I was even asked for my I.D. I treat people like I would want to be treated. It funny how us bikers are sterotyped. It seems we are all Hell's Angels.