HARLEY-DAVIDSON LET’S RIDE CHALLENGE RIDE FOR HEROES KICKS OFF MARCH 28 Make Every Mile Count Toward a $1 Million Donation to Those Who Protect Us Harley-Davidson is proud to announce the 2025 Let’s Ride Challenge – Ride for Heroes, a powerful tribute to the military members, veterans, and first responders who sacrifice so much to […]
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Get up and Get Ready for Sturgis Motorcycle Rally! HUGE credit goes to our engineering, procurement, and production teams for getting these updated V2s complete and ready to roll for Sturgis Motorcycle Rally. Get ready for a wild week in Sturgis, South Dakota August 2-10 for Sturgis Motorcycle Rally. Come see, feel, and hear the
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Last Call for Father’s Day The perfect gift for Father’s Day and the motorcycle lover in your life. Looking for the perfect gift for Father’s Day? What better gift than the chance to win this RARE piece of history and WTT Swag! THE 1936 KNUCKLEHEAD CAN BE YOURS! By entering in at the “Greater Deal”
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The Widow’s Son by Wayfarer with illustration by Wayfarer Tobey pawned off whatever was left of his inheritance—clothes, shoes, cheap jewelry and twenty years of Reader’s Digest. He sold suitcases for trips never ventured. These were of no benefit while his Mom was alive. Life insurance paid a pittance of her funeral bill. All the
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Big George’s Big Snake by Gearhead Big George, with a bad kicker knee wasn’t big, but bought a yardstick sized Boa Constrictor. Glistening and striped Samantha rode in his 1965 Panhead chopper leather saddle bags. Grew too big for his bags, so she ran loose in his pad. Big George married, petite and perfunctory Judy,
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Ram Tough by JJ Spain with illustration by Wayfarer We parked our bikes on the north side of Deadwood Lodge. Omaha, off I29 to I90 was a long hot ride. I stepped on green grass to stretch. A loud snort turned me around. A Ram Big Horn Sheep with hazel eyes stared me down. He
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Divide and Run by Gearhead with illustration by Wayfarer TJ on his ‘80 Super Glide, Budreu on his ‘80 Wide Glide and me on my ‘70 Electra Glide jammed. The local sheriff waited for us to make a slip up for days. We knew all the back roads. We left the Rusty Nail bar one
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Fuzzyby Wayfarerwith illustration by Wayfarer I swayed left and right, twisting the throttle, pushing and pulling at the handlebars. I was tense, sweating throughout on an early morning in June. If only I could ride another 200 miles, I know I would be at peace. This time yesterday, I had kickstarted my journey to the
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Quig by J J Spain (Jeffrey)with illustration by Wayfarer I took the first Piedmont exit off I90, rolling the Chieftain on to the parking lot of Matt’s Place, the front tire of the Indian facing the interstate. The t-shirts stapled to the wall said Matt wasn’t there, he was fishing. Silently I tipped my champagne
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Stray Paths by Rhyswith illustration by Wayfarer Eased the old Shovel to a stop. Pulled into the bar parking lot for a quick beer. A little kid approached, not much more than 5, holding a puppy. He held out the dog to me, and I took it to give it a couple of pats. I
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Melanie by Banditwith illustration by Wayfarer A miniature human with a radiant smile and satin skin. Her old man worked the oil fields and afforded his Sportster tank painted by George Wild. Her one mission was to collect it in her rusting VW bug. The magnificent flames glistened on the modified tank. George attempted to
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THE CONTEST GOT JUMPSTARTED — NOW LET’S ALL KICK IT INTO GEAR She’s Gone by Jeffrey aka JJ Spainwith illustration by Wayfarer I left Hill City on highway 385 north to Deadwood, I had to see it for myself. The temperature was in the low 30s, a little cold for a ride but it wasn’t
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Sparks by Jeffrey aka JJ Spain with illustration by Wayfarer He leaned hard right into the curve, pushing his hands down while keeping his head erect, doing 55 mph in a 35. He tried his best to force sparks to ignite from his exhaust pipes against the concrete on Highway 14 A, Boulder Canyon to
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Little Lady on the Road by Jeffrey aka JJ Spain with illustration by Wayfarer Riding west on 44 out of Rapid, I pulled to the shoulder, parked the Harley to talk to a little girl. She was alone, maybe three years old. She wasn’t dressed for walking the highway
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC A Last Milestone by Steven Sanner with illustration by Wayfarer The wind whipped across my face like a thousand cats shredding flesh. I thought of warmer conditions, but the falling 40-degree temps and fading light would not relent. I’m glad I invested in the horsehide coat; I wished for
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Merry-up by Wayfarer with illustration by Wayfarer Treading snow getting your V-Twin by the roadside is a workout I could do without. I had feast and festivities on my mind; skipped lunch to dig into the cooking that awaited me at home. Not a spark of life in sight
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Joy of giving by Wayfarer with illustration by Wayfarer “For he is a jolly old fool, who gives away his tools…” Jenny teased her hubby who desperately gifted his old parts and tools to anyone who spent time with him. “I have one motorcycle and I love her and
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC 911 Call by Rhys At work, I received a 911 text from my wife. I tried calling, no answer. I alerted my boss, grabbed my leather and ran to my old Road King. Fired up, I blasted down the road for the 20-mile ride to the house. Weaving in
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Nap Time by Jeffrey with illustration by Wayfarer “Your friend passed out.” Sissy, a redhead supermodel bartender at the Buffalo Chip, said to Salas. Salas, looking at Ronnie, whose face was on the table, a dozen shot glasses surrounded his head said, “You’ve got to be shitting me. We’re
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC It’s Beginning to Feel A lot Like Christmas by Gearhead Rosa spoke little English, but her Mexican dialect could melt a cold man’s heart. She walked me along the throng of Xmas displays to her booth. Her dark eyes glittered, a crimson smirk crossed her wet lips and she
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Cop Out by Wayfarer with illustration by Wayfarer Man without a plan, rabblerouser without a pause, I set out to ride one last time before winter sets in. Clear skies lighted up, straight, almost empty highway. Next beer at State line I thought. A siren blasted behind me as
100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Thanksgiving Ride by Rhys with illustration by Wayfarer Fired up the ole Shovel. There was a nip in the air being late November. Pulled on my leather over the hoodie and off I went. Sunny but chilly I rode my favorite back roads I travel when don’t have a
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Shop before you drop by Rhys with illustration by Wayfarer Woke up to a bright sunny warm fall day in New England. Thought it would be fun to ride west into the Berkshires to visit a friend at college a few hours away. Off I went cruising on my
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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Layla by Jeffrey with illustration by Wayfarer My Harley rolled to a stop near the side door of where my girl works. I planted my feet to steady the bike as she jumped off the Fatboy. She kissed me on the cheek and disappeared into the building, it was
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