🧦 Road weirdos, unite: my sock story

🚦 The Voodoo That Rides With Me:

Back in ’08, I Broke Down Outside Taos Wearing The Same Ratty Socks I Always Wore For Long Hauls. Every Time I Forgot 'Em? Flat Tire. Oil Leak. Lost A Damn Saddlebag Once. You Think I’m Throwing Out Those Socks Now? Hell No. They’re The Crusty Guardians Of My Road Karma.

We All Got Our Roadside Voodoo. Some Of You Mutter Mantras Before Firing Up. Some Tap Your Gas Tank Twice. One Guy I Know Slaps His Helmet Like He's Exorcising A Demon. It Ain’t Science—It’s Survival. And It’s High Time We Fess Up.

🔮 The Strange Magic Of Biker Rituals

We Ride 500-Pound Missiles Through Chaos, Traffic, And Weather Built By Satan’s HVAC Guy. If A Little Superstition Keeps The Reaper Confused, So Be It. Here’s A Few I’ve Heard (And Maybe Done):

• 🧤 Right Glove First Or It’s Bad Juju. No Exceptions.

• 🧦 Same Pair Of Socks On Every Long Trip. Washed? Maybe. Blessed By Grease And Memories? Always.

• 🐍 Won’t Ride On Full Moons. "Too Much Cosmic Noise," Says One Brother. “Bikes Get Weird.”

• 🔧 Wrench Check Ritual: Touch Each Bolt On The Bike, Whisper “Don’t F*ckin’ Fail Me.” Works 90% Of The Time.

• 🚫 No Talking Before Ignition. Silence Before The Start. Like A Samurai Before A Duel.

• 🏁 Start Every Ride By Circling The Lot Once. Clears The Bad Energy. Or Confuses The Valet.

These Rituals Aren’t Just Weird Habits—They’re Anchors. Tiny Acts Of Control In A Lifestyle Built On Speed, Chaos, And Grit. They’re How We Tell The Universe: “Not Today, Motherf*cker.”

🐺 Why Weird Works

You Ever Seen A Seasoned Rider Pray To A Carburetor? I Have. And Guess What—His Bike Purred Like A Kitten In Heat Afterward. Call It Placebo. Call It Nonsense. I Call It Respecting The Road.

We Riders Flirt With Danger. We Respect Machines With Minds Of Their Own. If Howling At The Moon Before A Midnight Run Keeps You Alive Or Feeling Alive, Then Howl On, You Wild Bastard. This Ain’t About Logic—It’s About Ritual Power, The Kind That Makes A Machine More Than Steel. It Makes It Yours.

🛠️ Pro Tip: Don’t Mock The Mojo

You See A Brother Doing Something Strange Before A Ride? Don’t Laugh. Don’t Question It. Just Nod And Say, “May The Road Roll Smooth.” Biker Gods Have Long Memories—And Twisted Senses Of Humor. Never Tempt ‘Em.

🫵 So Now It’s Your Turn…

What’s Your Ride-Or-Die Ritual? Lucky Charm In Your Saddlebag? Refuse To Ride If Your Dog Howls? Do You Start Every Trip With An AC/DC Song Or Pour Out A Shot Of Jack For The Engine?

👉 Hit Reply And Spill Your Strange. I Want The Weirdest Sh*t You've Got. Let’s Build The Biker Bible Of Rituals, One Superstition At A Time.

Stay Lucky, Stay Weird,
Blake “Iron Sage” Rivers

P.S. If Your Ritual Involves Sniffing The Tailpipe For Blessings… Maybe Keep That One To Yourself. Or Don’t. I Ain't Your Priest.