I think it depends on the type of riding you do. I don't actually dig the attention that much because usually it tends to make the guys showing it seem kinda shallow. I mean, don't get me wrong, I always appreciate a compliment but sometimes people just take their astonishment a little too far and it makes it awkward... at best. But I could easily say the same about some guys who ride: you know like the fad riders or some of the club riders who really only ride because it makes them look like a badass. But I do se a LOT of women around here who ride and are obviously mostly into how much attention it gives them. I never really associate with them because... well I don't ride for the same reasons so while they are at major social outings I am on a canyon, a track, or a back road somewhere riding my bike.
It's all in the approach though. Like in STU's case it would make sense to me that a guy would be interested in wanting to ride with me if we both crossed paths on our bikes. Having a chick (or boyfriend) that you can share that major common interest with is still rare these days and yet so extremely important given the nature of motorcycling (someone who appreciates it, understands the risks, and isn't going to try and dictate your life).
As much as it sucks, I have accepted that a relationship with someone who doesn't at least ride, would be essentially impossible for me to be in since my life revolves around bikes and I don't want someone to have to work his life around accommodating mine. It sounds selfish, I know. But that is simply who I am and I don't see myself ever NOT being a motorcyclist.
The amount of guys who ride for the same reasons that I do, and aren't in some way insecure or egotistical or threatened by my independence is extremely rare though. So it's kind of a curse for me to be this in love with a pursuit that tends to bring out the most competitive aspects of a person's character. Add to it the fact that I am a philosopher and well... yeah...
To the girl on the Kawasaki at the stoplight (include details if you want):
If you're reading this, you should probably be out riding. But I'm not really one to talk since I'm sitting here typing this instead of out riding my bike. And so... *cue the violins* here our eyes meet again at the intersection of my words... words extended to you in an invitation: hayyyy gurl.... haaayyy - wanna go for a ride?