Yeah...all my friends within 200 miles have died.
The only one locally who I ride with is a retired CHP officer, he only invites me along so he doesn't have to ride alone.
When he gets together with a bunch of his other officer friends I'm just an unnecessary looser hang around that was only a mechanic that took care of their patrol cars.
I tend to always stay in the back of the pack, because I don't want to ever again get chewed out for throwing up sand and rocks at them.
Because that is the only way little road rocks and sand get thrown up at them is from my bike only...
But they are always shocked I ride alone for thousands of miles. Because I am meeting up with friends!