When I was quite a lot ( decades ) younger proper bikers went into a pub called the “ Knights Arms “ in Porthcawl, South Wales.
Loud Heavy metal music on the jukebox, as dark as you like inside, bodies on the floor, plenty of sweaty leather mixed with very dirty denim. Suffice to say the whole place simply throbbed !!!
Gotta say the beer there was top notch as was the loud music ( of its time ) and the atmosphere was electric …. not sure if the easily obtained drugs had any influence
Gotta say I wasn’t a “ natural resident “ but boy the beer music and atmosphere was amazing !! not forgetting there was always an amazing array of proper cool bikes parked up outside
These days it is beyond respectable and you’d never ever guess how it used to be !
I suppose this is replicated the world over and across every generation
If my grandchildren can get a similar level of wow / joy In whatever floats their boat I’ll rest easy
Gotta say the term proper biker makes me laugh at how ridiculous it sounds especially these days, hope we’ve moved on a bit from that standpoint