Harley riders:
"Live to ride. Ride to Live."
Goldwing drivers:
"Eat to ride. Ride to eat

Harley riders:
"Loud pipes save lives."
Goldwing drivers:
"Honey, will you turn down the radio?"

Harley riders:
Black leather jacket and chaps
Goldwing drivers:
Red snowmobile suit

Harley riders:
Black leather vest with chain closure and skull and lightning bolt on the back
Goldwing drivers:
Gray twill vest with trading pins and GoldWing Road Riders Association chapter patch on the back

Harley riders:
Meets other riders at "The Dam Ice House"
Goldwing drivers:
Meets other riders at Denny'

Harley riders:
Biker Mama on the back.
Goldwing drivers:
HER Mama on the back.

Harley riders:
Cross city ride ends at topless bar.
Goldwing drivers:
Cross country ride ends at Dairy Queen.

Harley riders:
National riders group meeting called "Hog Rally".
Goldwing drivers:
International group affair called "Wing Ding".

Harley riders:
Riding in groups of two.
Goldwing drivers:
Riding in groups of twenty.

Harley riders:
Ape hanger bars and (proctologists dream) splinter seats.
Goldwing drivers:
Big wide seats for big wide butts.

Harley riders:
Rolling thunder.
Goldwing drivers:
BarcoLounger with wheels

Harley riders:
Dew rags covering up steel plate in the head from riding without a helmet. But looking COOL.
Goldwing drivers:
Helmet with headset and microphones, covered in reflective patches

Harley riders:
"This beer is flat, let's trash the place."
Goldwing drivers:
"This cappuccino is cold. Let's only tip 10%."

 

When I rode my Wing, we didn't measure gas mileage...we figured mile to the burger...

 

funny stuff

 

Thanks for making me laugh.

 

must be winter......

 

Done quite a bit of "Eat to ride , ride to eat"

425 miles each way in November , below freezing , headed North , for pork chops , left on Saturday mornin , ate pork chops Saturday night , camped out , got up Sunday mornin and rode home ..

Weren't no stinking plasti-wing either

 

Old myth:

Harley riders ride bar to bar.

Wing riders ride restaurant to restaurant.

I'm the latter.....

 

We were out riding today and I saw a goldwing and did not believe how quiet that thing was, it made no noise at all. Almost sounded like something electric.

Although sometimes that would be nice. I have switchable capt call exhaust in my boat. Sometimes I like romping and making a hell of alot of noise and sometimes I switch them off and cruise nice and quiet.

 

Leather -v - Polyester

 

I rode 750 miles each way to eat a Moonburger in IL. Early April with rain/sleet/snow across the TN/NC mountains and high winds. The longest distance rider came from BC Canada across the Rockies! (on a Honda) The saying is, "If you don't make it to Moonshine , you ain't a motorcycle rider, you're just a motorcycle owner"

And I was on a Honda too, so what's your point?