Unless you know them well, Bostonians tend to be stand-offish, and they are undoubtedly the rudest drivers on the East coast. Not all East-coasters are that way, though. I have a bunch of biker buddies from Boston, Brockton, Quincey areas, and for years they would trailer their Harleys to Maine, and tent out for a long weekend of riding, BBQ, and beer. Two have already relocated to Maine, and another certainly would if he could pry his wife away from her family. The reason? Mainers don't judge them based on leather jackets, tattoos, etc. The first couple to move up liked to tell everybody of getting caught in a downpour and starting to take shelter under a tree until an elderly couple insisted that they come join them on their covered porch, and they watched the storm pass while having home-made cookies and iced tea.
Bikers get good PR here. The United Bikers of Maine often taken on community projects like refurbishing old country cemetaries, and every fall (first Sunday after Labor day) teams up with the Salvation Army to organize the state's largest charity event - Toys for Tots. Bikers come by the tens of thousands to parade through the state capital with their machines loaded with toys, games, clothes, etc, and many make cash donations to the SA at the collection center, as well. My wife and I often chose practical gifts like nice sleeping bags. If the kids' families can't afford much for Christmas, they likely skimp on the heat, too, and if the kids got invited to a sleep-over, they would have nice warm sleeping bags to take along.
On one of our first Toy Runs, Malcolm Forbes rode in with a contingent of his employees, brought several of his fanciful hot-air balloons and one of his corporate helicopters to give rides to the kids, and arranged fly-overs by two of his corporate jets. Since then, every governor has HAD to be involved, ride in the parade, etc. The current governor went out and bought his own Harley and took a riding course so he wouldn't have to hitch a ride.