That was what I experienced going to a uniclub in the south. Roos organises the get-together. She herself won many trials competitions, but she is about half my age and the others that visit are below 20. There I really felt like an old man
Today I went to a local meet up with 5 or so other uni cyclists outside a library. Two teens came by on bikes and they were interested in our unis and even tried to ride one. Then a lady came and asked if she could ride, so we helped her on and with the support of our shoulders the rode a few feet. Several small children came and asked if they could ride the 36”. One of us held up the saddle while they put their legs on the frame as if they were coasting. Then they watched us as we did some group trick type things, such as going in circles etc
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when you say ‘lady’, how old is she? Maybe compared to me, I would say ‘girl’.
Mid forties maybe?
It was an older man with a genuine sense of humor.
I bow to you oh one of superb balance.
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Did he bow?
This morning there were many bikers in the forest. One dude in a group of guys said something funny about me riding on one wheel, which made all the other’s laugh. I couldn’t hear exactly what they said and ignored them anyways. Then there was a group of women and they were like ‘wow’ and ‘well done’. I didn’t ignore them and thanked them heartily for their nice words 
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No. But I did stop and talk with him for 10-15 minutes, not solely about unicycling. He had several good questions, these were about unicycling, and was pleasant to chat with.
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I met a lovely woman recently who asked me if could teach her. She doesn’t want to try yet because she can’t afford to sustain any injuries with her current job responsibilities. She suggested October.
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„Watch it, daddy comes around the corner!“ as I was riding down a curved ramp on my 20er - pretty fast considering the circumstances. What surprised me most was that she added „But there‘s written Vespa, not unicycle.“, obviously referring to my T-shirt. Anyway, as it happens so often I already moved past the person who comments before I could come up with an adequate reply, other than smiling.
Then, there was this little boy who obviously saw a uni for he first time in his life. He asked his dad „what does that one* have, there?“ Then he wanted to know why it didn‘t have a steering wheel. That missing steerable wheel (I think that’s what he was referring to, rather than really referring to a steering wheel) kinda freaked him out a bit. I mounted and idled a bit before the train we were waiting for arrived.
*that‘s typical for children - they often say dä/that one instead of är/he. It‘s like pointing with your finger at someone, but instead you use words (of course they often use their fingers, too, while they‘re at it 
). When they reach a certain age their parents start to be embarrassed by this not so discrete behaviour and thus start to correct them. 
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This morning did 16km with the 24”. A guy passed me and asked in heavy dialect ‘kenk ook veurop zitte’ or ‘can I sit in front?’
Otherwise there were peeps on a tandem, so also one wheel per oerson, but attached. They looked a bit difficult to me and wished me lots of luck. Lastly a guy on a race bike decided to hang next to me and said it looked real cool and he had a friend who also rides uni, though I didnt figure out who. Coulda been nice to ride together with someone