how do HD riders do it?

Try it, but not on a SS.
Try riding with open face helmet on a standard/naked bike without fairing and bugs wont smash on your face.
The windshield of SS bikes makes riding w open face unbearable because all the air is directed to your face/chest and make everything caught in that air stream a faster projectile(makes bugs splat). While riding a naked bike, everthing that hit you will just have the same speed as your going or no change based on how it got up in the air.


Thaaaaat's what makes me tear up like a jilted teeny girl watching twighlight!!!! All the wind directed right into my eyeballs!!!
 
I survived the 70's so a few bugs and dust is nothing compared to making it out of those dark times alive, now thanks to lawyer's and big brother, skinned knees and broken bones are a thing of the past,

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live in us forever.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little league had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

So after such a traumatic childhood, getting on the old HOG with a half helmet is a way to keep in touch with the world around me and not completely block it out, I would get claustrophobic in a full face.

AMEN!!!!

theres a reason they're called dirty bikers.

Thats right :) We are dirty dirty people ;)
 
AMEN!!!!!! and thats why a lot of teenagers are so idiotic nowadays!!!!!

I survived the 70's so a few bugs and dust is nothing compared to making it out of those dark times alive, now thanks to lawyer's and big brother, skinned knees and broken bones are a thing of the past,

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live in us forever.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little league had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

So after such a traumatic childhood, getting on the old HOG with a half helmet is a way to keep in touch with the world around me and not completely block it out, I would get claustrophobic in a full face.
 
Funny, but I seem to be roughly the same age, if not older, and I remember a few things.

Parents bailed their kids out of jail but frequently it would have been kinder to leave them IN jail, given the lickin' they got when they got out.

I remember when the local NHL player's kid wrapped his second Camaro around a telephone pole and mommy just bought him a new one AGAIN.

I remember the time a kid trespassed on private property, to ride his dirtbike, and broke his neck. His parents most definitely sued the property owner, who was actually the aggrieved party. The difference then was that unlike today, when they would be awarded millions in damages, they had their butts handed to them on appeal.

We did have video games. We had Pong. Well, the rich kids did. If you wanted more, then you had to walk to the arcade.

No, we didn't have 99 channels, but these days they actually have more like a thousand (990 are crap). We had 30 channels, back then, with a push-button, wired cable box.

Soft drinks had SUGAR in them, not HFCS. That might have something to do with why we weren't so fat, just as much as the outside activity did. Drinking water might have, too, though back then water was cheaper than pop, not the other way around. Taps are a wonderful thing.

We didn't wear helmets, while riding our bicycles. I've got the scars to prove it. Some people also say that explains a lot, about me.

But today I wore a full helmet (a flip-up, but it covers my face) and full textile gear, to protect myself on my ride in to work. I didn't feel a bit claustrophobic. You see i realize that, like so many things, the roads are also a lot worse than was everything else, way back when.
 
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be. :P
 
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be. :P

Rose tinted glasses and all.

I get why HD riders do it and believe they probably enjoy their bike the tiniest bit more than I do. But I like that I'm a decent looking guy and would rather sit in front of a fan instead of taking a rock to the face. I'm also not a gambling man.
 
To me it just seems like the natural way to ride, I love the wind in mt face, and my shirt blowing in the wind, weather it's just down the road or all the way to Halifax N.S. If I was all bundled up in full gear and a full-face helmet I would feel like an astronaut, not a guy on a bike enjoying the country and fresh air.

I kind of like feeling like an astronaut.
 
Sport bike = Full face helmet. Riding down the road face first, the more gear I have the better. I love when you see the hand come out the window of the cage in front of you and you wait for the cigarette butt to fly at you. I know a guy who had the visor flipped up and got a bee in his helmet. I'll keep the lid closed thanks.
 
Funny, but I seem to be roughly the same age, if not older, and I remember a few things.

Parents bailed their kids out of jail but frequently it would have been kinder to leave them IN jail, given the lickin' they got when they got out.

I remember when the local NHL player's kid wrapped his second Camaro around a telephone pole and mommy just bought him a new one AGAIN.

I remember the time a kid trespassed on private property, to ride his dirtbike, and broke his neck. His parents most definitely sued the property owner, who was actually the aggrieved party. The difference then was that unlike today, when they would be awarded millions in damages, they had their butts handed to them on appeal.

We did have video games. We had Pong. Well, the rich kids did. If you wanted more, then you had to walk to the arcade.

No, we didn't have 99 channels, but these days they actually have more like a thousand (990 are crap). We had 30 channels, back then, with a push-button, wired cable box.

Soft drinks had SUGAR in them, not HFCS. That might have something to do with why we weren't so fat, just as much as the outside activity did. Drinking water might have, too, though back then water was cheaper than pop, not the other way around. Taps are a wonderful thing.

We didn't wear helmets, while riding our bicycles. I've got the scars to prove it. Some people also say that explains a lot, about me.

But today I wore a full helmet (a flip-up, but it covers my face) and full textile gear, to protect myself on my ride in to work. I didn't feel a bit claustrophobic. You see i realize that, like so many things, the roads are also a lot worse than was everything else, way back when.

There you go................... spreading the sunshine.........lol



Just came back from a week of riding. All kinds of weather. Rain, cold, sun, heat. London to Ottawa..... then Hawkesbury to cross the river and returned to Ottawa from the Quebec side. Then today was Ottawa back to home. Stops in Bobcaygeon, Fenelon Falls, Musselman's Lake and finally home. Beannie helmet, goggles, ear plugs. (and a leather jacket) It was quite the adventure with the wind in my face.
 
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