Just the facts

Zeke, the constantly moving outlaw rode a rigid framed Shovelhead for years starting in 1979, when he slipped out of prison for the first time. He sold his chopped ’74 Superglide in ’75 to help support his family, while he was shipped off to prison. In ’79 the man cut him out of some dank,

Around midday on 6 June 2001, locals from Pilar da Bretanha, a parish on the northwestern tip of the Atlantic island São Miguel, saw a white yacht, about 40 feet long, drifting aimlessly near the area’s sheer cliffs. None of the villagers had ever seen a boat of this size floating so close to that

    This is Robert McLeod from Troy Montana, I would like to share the story about two friends of mine Ross Rouhoff and his wife Sharon (Pokey) Hogue that were tragically killed while riding their custom motorcycle on August 11th 2013 in Troy Montana.   Ross & Pokey both loved to ride. They also

There are a few, rare, true meccas for motorcyclists destinations on the paved side of this planet. One worth the pilgrimage possesses almost supernatural beauty. If we ever questioned why we ride, the red rock wonderlands of Sedona offer an epiphany. The dazzling natural monument brings the passion and poetry of our leathery life into

My name is Bill May and I have always been a gearhead. When I was about seven years old, we lived on a farm in eastern Oklahoma. One day someone came down the long dirt road to our house on a red Indian Chief with skirted fenders. He was lost and just asked directions, but

Editor’s Note: I’ve known Lorenzo Lamas since we featured his Knucklehead Chopper in Easyriders way back when, then he threatened to make one of my books into a movie. Recently Chad Greulach and Lorenzo reached out to Bikernet and we discussed a series of articles written by Lorenzo. Ya see, he’s not just a celebrity.

Our trip through the beautiful state of Utah was COLD! As a matter of fact the general term was FUCKING COLD! I asked the German nationals I was riding with if this was an actual measurement in their country and they informed me that it’s a Fahrenheit term. We had an amazing ride despite the

Author’s Note: One critical item would have made this trip better, my brother Steve riding along. I’m writing this account, so my brother Steve can vicariously experience the Badlands run. We planned on rolling out together, but his health didn’t hold up, due to his being sprayed with agent orange in Nam. The V.A. says

Day 5, Monday, August 9th. This morning Rick had to get his bars fixed at the Harley shop. Unfortunately, Harley shop in Cody only sold clothing and trinkets, no repair facilities. It was just a stroke of luck that the motel we stayed at was right next to the Cody Custom Bike Shop. There was