It’s really not to surprising to find out that the driver who rear-ended a motorcycle and then drove all the way home with that motorcycle jammed into his Jeep’s bumper was charged with a DUI. Not realizing or even caring that you’re shoving a whole V-twin motorcycle in front of your car is really the sort of thing…
Art can be judged on an almost infinite number of criteria from technical skill, monetary value, importance in an artist’s body of work, etc. The best criteria, we feel, is judging art based on how it makes you feel. When viewed in that context, the art created by Ornamental Conifer (aka Nicolai Sclater) is awesome.…
I built a motorcycle, I bought a van and then I left...I left my job, my friends, my fiancée, my dogs and every other thing that brought me comfort.
It is easy to take a look at today’s high-performance motorcycles and assume all of the features present have been there since the very beginning. From the sleek suspension systems, beefy brake components, and powerful and reliable drivetrains, it all appears to be perfectly balanced. However, what you are actually…
“Why do you ride?” That’s a question that every motorcyclist has to answer at some point. The answers are as varied as they are clichéd.
It’s a question as old as the pursuit of riding motorcycles itself. “What bike should I learn on?”
I left Wisconsin full of energy. I had left my job and loaded my bike and all my gear in the back of the van and said my goodbyes...I had started my journey.
Used bikes are great; their smile per dollar ratio is unmatched. You can always jump on the ‘ol Craigslist and have five bikes lined up within a 30 mile radius that are well under book value and itching to sell. The deal factor is irresistible. You look at your bank account, then back at the listing. It’s hard to…
Growing up, I was never really a motorcycle guy. I had never driven one, never contemplated owning one; I never even sat on one until I was 24 (stupid me). I always thought they were dangerous and the likelihood of owning a motorcycle with my parent’s approval was blasphemy.
I can remember most of my life saying “I’d kill myself on one of those” as I’d look at a Ducati thunder past. But I’d still stare, longingly as one would pass because of the allure, the perfectly sculpted of the red panels, the throaty rhythmic melody of a glorious V-Twin. Hell, even the ability to pin the throttle…
Yes, folks, I bought a $300 motorcycle off Craigslist. It was a risky move, and one that required nearly an entire year worth of wrenchin’. It was a trying ordeal, and I wouldn’t recommend it to the faint-of-heart, but what I learned from this junker I wouldn’t trade for the world.
I’ve been making mental notes of all the things I’ve done wrong on my first custom project and I want you to learn from my mistakes. Write these down, memorize them, print them and tape them on your wall because they are true and they will happen to you.
On March 27, while riding a $450 motorcycle through Vietnam, I lost my backpack. It contained my camera, computer, and two hard drives containing seven months of RAW photos and videos. This is what I learned from the ordeal.
This lunatic is 44-year-old Greg Hancock. He's a Motorcycle Speedway world champion three times over. Last year, he had his left hand sucked into a competitor's rear tire. During a race. At speed. Because he's more man than should be possible by evolutionary standards, he missed one race, then got back to kicking his…
You know you're really flying when your entire bike skips like a giant rock on the water. Sure, this bike goes down a little in the splash, sure, but he really just seems to bounce over the deepest parts of it.
My friends and I rounded up four of the best modern classics we could find - a Ducati, a Triumph, a Moto Guzzi and a BMW - and hit the town.
One of the toughest challenges in off-roading is getting your rig to fit over, around, or through obstacles. All that bashing back-and-fourth can be a thing of the past if you ditch your truck for a 2WD motorcycle you can carry by yourself.
I have experienced all manner of calamity on a motorcycle, from riding through a tropical storm to high-siding at 45 mph. But last week, I suffered through something entirely new: riding through a barrage of cow shit. Not my proudest moment. You can read the full tale here.
Commuting by motorcycle boasts a number of perks. Reduced journey times, typically better fuel economy, and ease of parking in city centres, which is often free, are just a few of them.
