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Richie Finney: Being Part of the Harley-Davidson Family
"Motoring brands don’t come much bigger than Harley-Davidson. In fact, brands in general don’t come much bigger than Harley-Davidson. It’s a name that transcends industries, cultures and the seven continents. And probably Mars when we colonise it. "
Why Harley-Davidson?
"Few brands on the planet, in the entire history of commerce, have such a strong identity as Harley-Davidson. But for all that strength of identity, the brand has an amazingly diverse and multi-layered aspect. For some, all that noise and "
Ray Drea: Running in the Harley Family?
"That distinctive Harley styling had long remained a family affair. For fifty years Willie G Gibson (below) – a direct descendent of the Davidson founding partners - had his hand and eye on pretty much everything that came out of those "
Hawgholic: Harley Goes Kabuki and Knievel
"Somewhere deep in the south of Tokyo is a tiny little workshop that is forever Milwaukee. Hawgholics is the passion child of Gaku – one of the nicest fellahs you’re likely to meet and purveyor of some of the most "
Charlie Stockwell of Warr’s Harley-Davidson makes dreams come true
"My first encounter with Harley-Davidson came in the early nineties when I was just a kid. My older sister’s boyfriend, who worked for Harley, would come round to pick up my sister on a variety of machines. Right from "
Harley-Davidson XLCR 1000: once ignored, now cherished
"We've never been Harley Heads here at Influx Towers. That thumping noise. That vibration. That rough build quality. But of late we've been gushing over Harley's vaguely caffed-out seventies lowrider: the Harley-Davidson XLCR 1000. Nods to cafe racer styling aside, it "
Harley Davidson Soars
" Rain. Lots of rain. At night. Soaked through, 50-odd miles from my destination and on a lonely road in the middle of bleak West Country moorland. My headlamp was pointing anywhere but at the road, mainly because it was "