I don’t know what things are like in Denton, but here in Boston the traffic is – well, the ultimate expression of the way things seem to be headed in the rest of the country. And it’s been that way for decades. Even if I was equipped with a bullhorn and siren, I wouldn’t ride a bike on these streets. Too many maniacs and idiots.
A nuisance to whom? Nobody has ever complained to me about it. Did you miss the part where I specifically take my neighbors into consideration? I don’t come in at 3:00AM and I don’t sit in the driveway and rev it for 10 minutes.
Fine. Yes. I would love to have a quiet car. Are you going to buy it for me? I didn’t think so. I ride the bike because it is the only form of transportation I own, and the only reason I own that is because it was inherited.
Having spent a few hours astride a bike, one thing I know about them is that they don’t seem anywhere near as noisy to the rider, especially if he is wearing a helmet, as they do to the whole rest of the world.
Every last person whose home you drove by who doesn’t think the sound of a loud pipe is pleasant. Especially those folks who had their windows open or who were trying to relax on their porch or deck.
Sell it. Put the proceeds towards a used car.
I wasn’t speaking about you personally in any case. I don’t know where you live, but motorcycles are strictly a seasonal mode of transportation here. A really stoical and determined rider can get perhaps 7-8 months a year of street use each year. IOW, they are a toy, not a practical mode of daily transport. The decision to own a toy that has risks associated with it doesn’t give anybody the right to be obnoxious in the name of safety. I note that since the helmet laws were repealed last year, all these loud-pipe-safety-mavens seldom wear anything but bandanas on their heads.
If my neighbors actually had a problem with it, then they would surely come and speak to me about it. It was even brought up as quiet a nice topic of conversation during the last block party. As a matter of fact everyone wanted to go for a ride on it. I was happy to oblige.
Sorry, but I am not about to sell my father’s motorcycle that he spent the better part of 22 years restoring. Ain’t gonna happen.
Down here in Denton, TX I can ride my bike all year long. We have (at the most) 1 or 2 snow days a year. The rest of the time it is fine to ride.
Are your neighbors the only people past whose homes you ride?
Sentimental value doesn’t give you a pass either. What did you do before you had the bike? Go back to doing that. Put a proper muffler on the bike. You choose to ride it. The people who homes you ride past didn’t get a choice. No doubt the fellow across the street can give me a laundry list of reasons why *his * bike needs to be loud too.
Around here, they do that shit and I can’t really hear them in traffic unless I’m behind them, in which case I can see them. However, when they pass my house on the road, they still manage to drown out my TV, and that’s with all the windows shut in the house.
The other day someone rode through the parking lot with their ultra-loud pipes and I think it actually broke the pain threshhold in decibels.
How is it more safe if I can’t really hear you when you’re coming up on me, but only after you’ve passed me and the tailpipe of your bike is pointing in my direction?
I know this one. When my ribs are vibrating and my eardrums feel like they’re going to pop, I wonder how the hell it is that the rider isn’t deafened. Maybe that’s the problem. They are deafened and have no idea that their bike is painfully loud.
Or trying to have a conversation in a normal voice more than 200 feet away from the biker. Some Sundays at grandmasix’s house it’s impossible to even have dinner conversation because although she has whole house AC and the windows and doors are shut up tight, all we can hear is the roaring sound of pipes that are way too fucking loud. Not even the semi trucks that roll by are that damned loud.
Hot bingo bonus - 'tis why ‘loud pipes save lives’ is bollocks.
Then again, I was a Beemer-rider who typically rode around corners at >2degrees of lean, so those with loud pipes (a) hated me, (b) were somewhere in the distance behind me. Didn’t wear a puddin’ bowl helmet, either.
All you in the “loud pipes save lives” crowd: you are aware that there is such a thing as a motorcylce horn, right? The one I heard today certainly wasn’t some wimpy “beep”.
I never understood the “loud ugly noises increase bike safety” argument. When I used to drive a car I could sometimes hear motorcycle farts when I couldn’t see a bike im my immediate field of view - but how does that help? I’m not about to crane my neck around like Linda Blair in The Exorcist to see where the bike is. I will acknowledge the existance and location of the bike when it comes into view, like I do with any other vehicle on the road.
By that reasoning, volkswagen drivers should constantly lean on their horns whenever they are in the vicinity of an SUV.
Sure, but your bike shouldn’t drown out the radio as well as all conversation while we’re next to one another. I don’t have anything against motorcycles but I wonder how some of you guys aren’t deaf.