I've encountered the same phenomenon as GLC1968: roadie guys will wave to me if I'm out on my road bike, but if I'm on the Kona, I may as well not exist. Never mind I may have just ridden a metric century on it. Never mind that they may have bothered to lift a finger off their handlebars the week before. Now, the guys who do this are mainly college guys-- this is the home of the Little 500 and those boys are Very Important. /sarcasm. On this past Sunday a group of three of us older types (with very nice road bikes, I might add) passed a bunch of Little Five roadies setting up for a time trial on a country road. All three of us said "Hi" or "Good Morning" to the nine young men as we rolled by. Not one answered, so I said over my shoulder, "You can say hello. We won't tell." Little brats. I've not encountered snotty women roadies around here mainly because I seldom see women roadies.

But I have to wonder if this attitude is a North American thing. I cycled France for seven weeks earlier this summer on my Kona hybrid that I had modified a little for touring. I never came across a roadie who didn't wave and say "Bonjour"-- often, they waved first. One day, I encountered a group of four roadies with nice kits and gorgeous bikes going in the opposite direction as I was rolling down a country road. All of them enthusiastically waved and hollered "Salut!" (which I thought was great-- Salut is informal, you say it to a buddy or kindred spirit). One of them even said "Hi"-- must have been my helmet that gave me away! The friendliness of the French roadies made it even harder to come back here and deal with the snobbery. However, I still say hello to everyone. If they don't want to acknowledge me that's fine. Maybe I won't acknowledge them when they need help on the side of the road some time.