Gramp was riding to Poland Springs Hotel on Sunday on his one lung wooden wheeled Harley as usual to picnic and see the latest rich swell's motor vehicles, and he was right on the steepest section of the hill where you had to jump off and run alongside in first gear....when his older brother RODE by with one of them new-fangled 2 cylinder Harleys, and shouted "See you at the top Emil!".
Gramp took all his savings(and his best friend's), and bought 2 of the new "Twins"(one for himself and the other to his friend at cost), and became Maine's first Harley dealer.
He and then my Uncle then sold Harleys till 2005. So I grew up around Harleys and spent a minimum of a week a year hanging around the shop, and going to the Laconia races with the crew or family hiding behind the hay bales:)
Remember quite a few times getting hustled back into the workshop in teens and preteens, and a few times being guarded by a line of mechanics when certain Colors showed up.
Seen enough of even regular Gangs, never mind Outlaws, and the stories and fringes of the rougher stuff to last a lifetime.
Uncle finally sold out in 2005(fire in 1999 burned 200 Hogs,one of Evel's stunt bikes, and my Gramp's 1921 and 15 ATF agents showed up and took the thrill out of him)
Hard for me to get excited about MC Gangs:(
Not all gangs are bad, but....
BUT I LOVE seeing you 3D exotics Doug!!!