I have been around Gold Wings a lot from when I was like a second son to my best friend's family that owned a outdoor equipment, Arctic Cat and Suzuki dealership. Some friends of the mother of the family she rode with every Sunday and snowmobiled with rode Gold Wings and where usually found at the shop power washing, waxing the bikes and adding the various many chromed accessories that Gold Wing riders always seem to adorn their rides with... They seemed to wax the bike like every week... No BS... I was sure they would wax the paint off to the primer and metal or plastic but somehow never did even though they where obccessed with the water beading off and the deep shine from the many wax applications they seemed to love buffing off.... It was like a cult of Gold Wing riders... Seriously... So anyway I rode 2 stroke enduro race bikes or 2 stroke MX race bike rides and then bought my first street that I could afford at the time a sweet Suzuki GS400E with 15K km on it like new and in really eye catching candy apple red with orange and blue pin striping that would usually make zero sense but Suzuki pulled off the colors and it was very cool to look at in the sun with a newly designed engine layout that replaced the previous 400 engine that existed for several years before with a extra 3rd crank bearing and bolting mount assembly in the center of the 2 crank rod journals that made the engine able to take way too much abuse and was maybe the toughest most abusable street bike engine I ever owned other than maybe the Kawasaki GPZ550 I rode very hard at pretty much redline most rides unless right in the city for 2 years and that the engine was nicknamed by motorcycle reviewers and riders alike as, The Hammer." Because it was so simple, simply blew oil out the crank breather hose when ridden all day at redline and never complained at all. Anyway... I asked one of the Gold Wing bikers that I was familiar with and talked to fairly often to take me out for a ride so I could see what all the fuss was about Gold Wing bikes... He had zero interest in that and was totally into the one task at hand of rubbing off wax from his Gold Wing and his Arctic Cat snowmobile that he always waxed near as often as the Gold Wing whether it was summer or winter. He I am sure went through a bottle of designer brand paint wax every week. I am sure of that. So I never have been on a Gold Wing and all the legends about the smooth ride are just urban rumors to me now. But I have been on a very large, totally configured for major long distance travel Harley Davidson. I was tired while hitchhiking out of a city I worked at but lived ~8 miles from in the middle of nowhere in the mountains of British Columbia. So I said screw it ima gonna walk down the road out of the city till I get a ride and get some exercise even if that means I must walk from intersection lighting then in total darkness till each illuminated intersection and eventually get a ride home. No ride was occurring and I was in a tricky section with narrow 2 lane road, tight banked corners that everybody treated like a race course because they where fun to sport drive through and a bit concerned that because of that and the lack of lighting over the road for maybe another 1/8 mile that nobody would stop because it was a high risk area to stop at. vehicles where zooming past me leaving inches between me and them because the shoulder of the road was very very small with a chain link fence at the edge of the shoulder and it was getting dangerous and I heard the slow chugging of a Harley approaching me from a seemingly far distance. I was just out of the corner and this huge Harley come up and stops right beside me, idled so smoothly and the older rider very efficiently shoved out the kickstand, got huge leather gloves and a helmet from a huge saddle bag and nicely but firmly told me to as quickly as is possible to get them on and hop on before we had a traffic accident. I had lotsa motorcycles by then, had been around hundreds of varying models and lost of makes but not Harleys because they don't really come to Suzuki dealerships. So I was majorly impressed at this guys organizational skills the way he handled me at about age 17 and that he made time for me and was so cool and generous to have stopped for me to get home. So I was fast fast, got on the bike and as fast as my ass was on the seat we where accelerating and up to speed. The gloves where a godsend because the air was cold and the bike was as smooth as could be I figured. It was like vibration free and made a really easy going smooth slow engine noise that was totally against everything I had before and experienced from any ride I owned or rode to that date. So anyway he was obviously a long term experience expert rider and it was for sure the smoothest safest ride I have ever being doubled up on. I was a bit smitten with the bike when he dropped me off at home, was really wondering what that kinda machine cost etc. Was a great night for sure...LoL. So I had a good opinion of Harley riders after that experience. It was about 10 years later I was saved from what would surely result in me being rear ended by another motor vehicle when I bought the Kawasaki GPZ 550 with 10K km on it in the City of Victoria and took the 1.5 hour car ferry ride ferry back to Vancouver and needed to ride into the city for about 15 miles and never knew the rear lighting was intermittent and that I checked it's operation before riding it was a not a properly operating lighting circuit as it went ON and OFF due to the foot brake lever contact switch needing contact cleaner because the bike had not been ridden in 2 years. I remember a car engine being very loud and suddenly the headlights behind me where very bright and then a dodge passenger car was honking it's horn and passed me at a fast speed. For some reason I decided to get off the freeway and take the old curvy windy cool road along the Fraser River that had like a 40 MPH speed limit and cars where honking at me and seemed too close behind me. So anyway this flashing of a headlight was behind me, and then a Gold Wing came up beside me and the rider was trying to guide me off the road and was shouting and saying something about I was nearly killed multiple times by cars. So I realized he meant good and I pulled over and he explained that he had seen me and followed me for a fair distance and saw my tail light go off way back and that multiple cars apparently could not see me in the night properly and nearly killed me by rear ending me at speed. He was very freaked out and said it was amazingly close to death for me for sure. So he opened his saddle bag and whips out tools and a can of contact cleaner and serviced my bike right there at the side of the road. I was so humbled and thankful and he would not accept any gratuity from me and said he was so happy to have been of use and to make my day that he loved that and that was his payment. Then he confirmed all worked well, asked if I wanted him to ride with me to make sure I got home safe and sound and was hesitant to ride off and leave me there to make my way alone. So my opinion of Gold Wing riders went sky high that night... Lol.That's not a motorcycle, its a 2 wheeled elephant![]()