Well CSC, I had a similar experience in May when I attended a memorial run but somehow it was worse than I could have ever expected. It was a memorial run for a girl that had been killed in Dayton to raise money for her funeral expenses. I knew one person there and even that was a stretch. Got invited through a Facebook invite probably because they knew I rode. I even asked "are all bikes welcome", then the invite came with no reply of a yes or no. I took it as a yes however and went. The ride consisted of 6 stops with the final one having a hog roast (typical) and was scheduled to run from 1 to 7 pm. I was thinking "long ride" so I topped off my tank at the gas station right in front of the bar we started at. So I pull in the parking lot of the bar and see nothing but a sea of chrome, and like you I was the only guy not dressed in pirate garb. I walked up to the entrance of the bar after taking my gear off, passed a few people sitting on the patio and not one person said a thing to me. Not a hello, not a "nice day for a ride", not a "hi, bye, or fuck you". And it was like that all fucking day long. But I was there, I wasn't going to run away with my tail between my legs. So from bar to bar we went. At every stop they're downing several beers and shots and then hopping back on their bikes. All while riding "parade style" through the streets blocking traffic as we went along. Well at the 5th stop the bar had a series of picnic tables attached together so I decided to sit right in the middle of all of them and by god they'll acknowledge my existence. Well they sat all around me and well...didn't. So I'd had enough and decided to leave, I wasn't having fun at all. I pull to the first stop light and ask myself "wonder how far we went today?" The answer? 40 miles! Forty miles and the only thing they accomplished was getting drunk. WTF? Really? Come on! How in the fuck can you call yourself a biker when you're only riding from bar to bar just to drink? You're playing dress up. You're reenacting what you think the biker movies of the 60s and 70s were. You're not a motorcyclist, you're a douchebag. #/endrant