The Red.

The Red. 

By Yak. 

In Loving Memory of Kindness. 

Prologue. 

The mud sucks at his boots as lighting runs across the humid Georgia sky. We 

The rain soaks his cloths, washing the blood into the swamp. He wheezes for breath. The thought of blood filling his lungs from his previous gun shot, haunts his mind. He thinks of his mother. He remembers her smell and her soft touch. 

In the distance a small flash light dances across the night sky like a fire fly.  

A shot rings out silencing the screams of the crickets. The bullet rips through his shoulder causing him to fall into the mud of the swamp. His gasp bubbles in the thick black mud. 

The military training, he received rings out in his head, 

“If you cannot blot it out with your thumb, you are dead!” 

With fury, he stands up again and runs. He gasps for air as the blood fills his lung. Holding his breath, and covering the wound with his left hand, he pushes a little harder. 

A second bullet breaks through the mist of the hot Georgia swamp.  

He hears it wiz by his ear and sees it cut through a few cat tails. Looking back, he can tell they are catching up. His heart pumps faster, his lungs fill with more blood. Breathing is becoming impossible… He finds the banks of the swamp. 

The banks are wrapped like a spider’s web in kudzu vine.  

The climb starts with a ten-foot cliff, straight up. Making his way up would be impossible, but if he had the heart to do what he just did, he would try. With his last bit of gumption, he burst up the bank, grabbing and clawing at every vine. He smiles, he can see the top. 

Another shot… 

The bullet rips through his right leg. it breaks out from under him. As the man tumbles back down the steep banks of the swamp, the kudzu vine wraps him like the web of a hungry spider on a fresh kill. 

With a hard jerk he stops, hanging upside down, above the swamp.  

His pursuers stand beneath him, 

“Boy, do you realize where you are at? If you don’t die here, you are going to die in jail. What are you do…” 

With a large crack, the night sky instantly fills with a light comparable to the sun.  

He can hear the alarms sound. The animals, who hid in silence, clamber in fear. Blood runs into his eyes, stinging them. A mushroom cloud consumes the horizon. He marvels at the sight of what he has done. 

His pursuer falls to his knees,  

“What… What have you done? You have killed us all!” 

He speaks up, as they feel the heat from the nuclear fire begin to consume them, 

“I have given her to the future. For 10,000 years no man shall walk her lands in Georgia, or the other 48. If we can’t keep her, the can’t have her.” 

“You are a fucking monster! You blew up the nuclear plant!” 

The pursuer raises his pistol, firing into the man’s neck. His body jerks at the kudzu as the last of his blood drains out and his body begins to go lifeless. Again, he thinks of his mother, 

“Mama… I can hear you, Mama…” 

He passes on. 

His pursuer screams his death curdle, as his flesh begins to burn from the explosion. 

With a tear in his eye, he catches fire and burns to ash, along with everything else in Georgia… 

Page Break 

Chapter 1. 

Little Maria. 

Colombia, 2046. 

A small white truck, driven by a short Colombian man, accompanied by his eight-year-old daughter, wraps around the cliffs of the Colombian jungle.  

“Maria! My little beautiful daughter! It is a beautiful day! Today we get to meet people from all around the world! Are you excited?” 

“Yes, Papa!” 

“These are probably archaeologist! They normally have candy from all around the world!” 

“Do you think they will give me candy, Papa?” 

“Yes, my baby! I think they will give you lots of candy! Archaeologist are nice people! Do you like your ne new dress my sweet princess?”, He jokes as he tickles her. 

“Heeeeeee! Stop it Papa! I love my dress! It has white roses, and pink ribbons! It is the most beautiful dress in the world! Thank you, Papa!” 

He bounds down the side of the cliff and into a jungle filled valley. The roads are dirt and spotted with mud bogs. The truck becomes stuck. Papa gets out and begins to pull out the wench on the front of the truck. 

“Stay in the truck, Maria. Papa will get us right out! Sing me a song! Sing me a song so I know where you are!” 

“Ok, Papa!”, She begins to sing, “Myyyy Mariaaaa! She is my girl for me aaaaahh! Cause she is my baby Maria!” 

He chuckles as he wraps the winching cable around a tree, “That’s my song! Is it the only one you know?” 

“No. It’s my favorites song!” 

“What other songs do you know? Sing me another song!”  

He starts the winch, pulling the truck from the mud. As Maria thinks of another song, the truck comes out, he returns to the truck, rolls up the winch cable, and begins to drive. 

“Well, what is the other songs?” Papa ask Maria, while smiling at her. 

“Uhhh. I know… Uhhh… Uhhh”, she starts to mumble her song, “My Maria… She is my girl for me aah…” 

Papa smiles as the jungle filled valley opens up, revealing a beautiful grassy area and sporadic Mayan ruins. He notices that the vehicles are not archeologist, but military. Military that he has never seen. This mad him nervous because he had heard stories from the coast about cargo ships that were supposed to be digging a tunnel. What locals had seen was not workers. They had the machines but were military. 

Papa comes around the largest ruin and sees what looks to be thirty Soldiers. Some were huddled around a table with papers on it. All the people in the huddle had the same uniform, except one. He was a tall, blonde, white man, wearing what looked to be Mexican Military. 

“Maria, sweetie, these are not archeologist. They probably don’t have any candy. You should stay in the truck”. 

“Look at their clothes Papa! They are not from here! They have candy!” 

“No. They don’t have candy. Don’t get out”. 

He stops the truck a few meters away from the men in the huddle. Maria looks at the floor. All she could think about was the candy her and Papa talked about on the way there! Papa gets out and approaches the men. 

“English?” 

“Yes. These are the beginning of the Mayan tunnels?”,  

General Li, a younger Chinese man, speaks up. 

“No, rahaha! These are Quimbaya where are you from?”,  

Papa asks. 

” China”, 

 he looks over at his subordinates,  

“We will dig from here. We will get the tunnel boring machines started right here”.  

He points toward the shaft leading down into the tunnels 

“HA! HA! HA!”, Papa’s belly jiggles as he laughs, ” This is a temple, thousands of years old! You cannot dig here! You are not archeologist!” 

“I can’t?” 

“No!” 

“This shaft, where does it go?” 

“Down about 50 meters, and then goes north. This is the tunnel I told you about, but you can’t dig”. 

“Have you been to the bottom?” 

“Ha! Ha! Ha! No! I’m in no shape to climb! Ha! Ha! Ha!” 

“You will get to see the bottom, today. Jump”. 

“You can’t be serious!” He laughs. 

“Jump, now, or I shoot you and throw you in anyway. Suffer as you fall, or just fall. I don’t care”. 

“I can’t jump, I have a family!” Papa yells as he realizes he is in a situation he won’t be coming out of. His hands begin to shake. 

Maria notices here Papa was laughing and thinks these strangers must be nice. She fiddles with the truck’s door handle until it opens. She jumps from the seat and runs toward her Papa and the men. 

“Maria, no! Run Maria, run baby girl!” Papa yells as Maria runs up to a tall German soldier. 

“Hello! I’m Maria! Who are you?” Maria asked as she looked up to the towering German soldier. 

“COME HERE, MARIA! GET AWAY FROM HIM!” Papa screams. 

Maria looks at him, being from the jungle and not meeting many bad people, she didn’t understand why her father was acting the way he was. She turns back to the German. 

“Do you have candy?” 

The white man bends down and begins to speak in Spanish. 

“Yes, sweet girl. I am German. I have the best chocolate in the world!” 

“Can I have some of your chocolate?” 

“What is your name little jungle princess?” 

“Maria, I am my Papa’s Maria! Can I have some of your candy?” 

“Maria, no! You come here! Come to your Papa!” 

“Hold her,” the Chinese general speaks up, in English. 

“Here little Maria,” The German pulls chocolate, wrapped in a handkerchief and foil, out of his pocket. He snaps off Maria two squares and gives it to her, “This is German Chocolate little Maria! The best in the world!” 

“Thank you, sir!”, Maria exclaims as she snatched the chocolate and begins to eat it, “It is good! It is the best in the world!” 

German smiles and picks her up, as Li starts speak to Papa,  

“Why would you bring a child to this place? Why would you bring her here, now?” 

 His face changed from serious to a mix of anger and heartbreak. 

“It’s safe here! We come here all the time! We live there! He points to a small stream of smoke rising from the side of the mountain. That is my family home! My family has been here since this shaft was first dug! The visitors we get are archaeologist, not… YOU,” 

 Papa explains. 

“You have made a serious mistake in judgment. We are not here to play in the dirt, but take war to America. You were never to leave this place. This was always the end of your path in life. Now you must jump, or watch your daughter be thrown, and then be thrown after her. What choice do you make?” 

“Wait! Wait! Wait! Maria knows her way home. Let her go! She will walk! I will jump but please let Maria go! Please! She is only 8!”  

He begins to cry. 

Maria, eating at her chocolate, keeps hearing her name, but not understanding the English, she asks, 

“Papa? What is wrong?” 

“Maria!”, He yells with a crack in his voice. 

The Chinese general becomes angry and clinches his teeth, 

“German, throw his daughter in the shaft.” 

German, knowing they are not going to throw Maria in the shaft, steps up to it and turns his hips so Maria is over the drop. German is amazed at how deep the hole is. He knows Maria is fixing to have to watch her father jump, or be thrown in the pit, but sees no reason for them to kill the child. The man must go, he would go and tell the locals that they were destroying these temples. The Columbian Government was ok with killing a few to dig the tunnel, but not starting a war with them. This man said they couldn’t dig, and acted as if he would try and stop them. It was better that he died now. If the General could talk him into jumping, neither of them would have to throw him. 

“Maria! Papa cries out, “please don’t drop her!” 

“Drop her,” the General says through his gritted teeth. 

“Wait! I’ll jump! I’ll jump now just let me…” He begins to speak to Maria ” Maria! I love you my baby!” 

“I love you, Papa!” Maria smiles and wipes chocolate across her face. “They do have candy Papa! It’s Chocolate! Here Papa, you want some of my chocolate? German has more! This is German!” She pats him on the center of his chest, he starts to feel the situation, “It will make you not cry!” 

“Bury your head in German’s shoulder! Papa is going to hide! Let’s make it fun! Sing for me! Sing for me, so I know where you are! So, if you can’t find me, I can find you!” 

Germans starts to become uncomfortable. 

“Ok, Papa, as long as you don’t cry anymore!” 

My sweet princess, Papa won’t cry anymore! Sing for me now!” 

“Papa…” She puts her head on German’s shoulder and begins to sing, “My Maria! My girl for me ahh! My baby Maria!” 

Papa looks back toward the small tower of smoke on the side of the mountain, and thinks of his wife and sons. Then begins to sing with Maria, 

“My baby Maria…” 

With a swift jerk of his arms, Papa flings himself into the shaft. 

On the way down he says to himself,  

“don’t scream, she doesn’t have to hear you die…” 

With a hard thud, on the rocky bottom, his life comes to an end. The sound echoes back up the shaft and Maria does hear her father’s death. 

“Papa!” 

She snatches at German to get down. 

“Owww!” German shuffles back from the edge, “I hoped she wouldn’t see him!” 

The General turns and looks at German. Germans sees it on his face. 

“What? I’m not doing that!” 

“You will. If you don’t, I’ll have you two, then all fifty of your men thrown down there. I will then drill my machine through your corpses. We are here for war. What do you think, we can have a day care?” 

“We can let her go, we can tell her he fell. We will help the family get the body. It isn’t a big deal. Just let her go”. 

German knows they can’t. He knows all of his men will die, and so will little Maria. He makes the choice to save his men. German stands Maria on her feet. 

“Papa!” 

She turns and runs for the shaft. 

“No!” 

German pulls her back with his left hand, reaching for his chocolate with his right. 

“Come here little jungle princess! Your Papa is ok! Come here! Let me wipe your face!”, He unwraps the handkerchief from around the chocolate, and wipes away the chocolate mixed tears. “Her, Maria. Take my chocolate. There is enough for you and Papa”. 

“And my Mamma, and brothers?” 

German looks at the General, he looks as broken as German feels, 

“Yes, baby Maria! Yes!” 

German loses a tear from his right eye, 

“This piece though, it is for you. Put it in your mouth and suck on it. Be quiet…” 

“Ok, German! I won’t talk anymore!” 

She slurs from the large piece of chocolate. German looks down at his messy handkerchief, and begins to roll it from corner to corner. Slowly, he rolls it up, and smiles at Maria. German reaches out and begins to put the handkerchief around Maria’s mouth, 

“Maria… I’m going to tie this around your mouth, so when I drop you..” 

Maria let’s go of the chocolate bar with one hand, and snatches at the handkerchief, 

“Don’t drop…” 

German snugs it tight, so she can’t speak anymore, 

“Don’t worry little Maria. Papa is down there. He will catch you. I’m going to put this around your mouth so you don’t spit your chocolate out when Papa catches you. Ok?” 

Really, he didn’t want to hear Maria’s screaming in his nightmares this would bring. She shakes her head yes. German cradles her in his arms and finds it hard to move. He looks over at General, 

“I’m going to sing to her”. 

General’s mouth hangs open and his eyes swell. He closes his mouth, sucks in air, and shakes his head yes. German can hear the heartbreak in the General’s deep breaths, 

“You sing, and we will honor her”, 

with a loud crack the General brings his men to attention, 

“ATTENTION!” 

Maria hears the commotion and raises her head to look over German’s elbow. All the soldiers jump up and run forming five rolls of six. The men see her face and know what is about to happen, 

“BOW!” 

The General exclaims. The men pull their feet together, put their hands down to their side, and bow to German and the general. 

“Maria, would you like to hear a song from my country?” 

The chocolate has almost dissolve in your mouth, she’s tries to speak but still can’t so she shakes her head yes. German begins to sing and old German lullaby, 

“Good evening, goodnight, 

Watched over by angels… 

In a dream they show you 

The Christ-child’s tree… 

Sleep blessed and sweetly 

Look for paradise in your dream! 

Sleep blessed and sweetly 

Look for paradise in your dream”, 

Maria lets go of the chocolate with one hand, and rubs the rose on her dress in between her thumb and index finger. German notices this and starts to sing another song… 

“Good evening, goodnight, 

Covered with roses”, 

Maria eyes light up, German can tell she is smiling, 

“Adorned with thorns 

Slip under the covers 

Tomorrow, if it is God’s will, 

Will you wake again…” 

Her chocolate bar begins to hang from her hand and she starts to fall asleep, 

“Tomorrow, if it is God’s will, 

Will you wake again…” 

German chokes up, and drops Maria down the shaft. She opens her eyes and watched as German gets smaller. She thinks about how soft her new dress is, being back with her Papa, and sharing the chocolate with her family.  she smiles up at German as she hits the bottom, landing beside her Papa. 

German’s knees start to buckle, he watches as the flowers on her dress flows like the pedals of the roses of mid-May in Rhine. Her black hair flows up around her face almost covering her eyes. even though it was only a few seconds, German feels as if she is looking into his soul. His mind begins to scream. He cannot believe what he has just done. Then she smiles…  

German’s heart races, he can feel his blood getting hot in his face, the anxiety of a panic attack sets in. He puts his left hand on his knee and begins to reach for the ground with his right,  

“why would you make me do…”, 

 he blows slobber out of his mouth as he tries to talk to the General. 

“I haven’t made you do anything”. 

“You told…huuu… You told me I had…” 

German begins to dry heave.  

“And you did”. 

“She didn’t have to die like that!” 

“Stand up straight! You are now a leader. These men see you will do anything for this war. Stand up!” 

German, becomes angry, but wants to live. He stands up straight, composing himself. 

“Yes… Yes, sir…” 

“Get the bodies out of the hole. Take some men and get some gear”. 

German turns away from the shaft, and begins to walk back towards the supplies.  

“Two of you come with me,”  

He grunts, in English, as he motions to the Chinese troops. 

Nobody moves. The troops are frozen and do not know what they just witnessed. These were boys, they had not witnessed death or real war. German scares them. None of them wanted the job. 

“I don’t think any of them speak English, German,”  

Li speaks as he looks up from the shaft. 

German looks back at Genral Li, 

“These are your men. You spent all that time with them on that damn cargo ship, inside a container, coming to a war in a country that speaks English, and you don’t think to ask…” 

General Li snaps into a fast pace toward German. He pulls his pistol and points it toward his face, German takes a step toward the pistol. 

“German. Why do they call you German?” 

He regains his composure, putting his pistol away. 

Chapter 2 

The bleeding of America.

“My fellow Americans, we are faced with the great evil of our times! Crime is ripping at the fabric of our country! Racism is out of control, causing the minorities to destroy our cities. The word sees us as weak! As , president, i will do as i said, and return us to “America, the Strong”! And you can trust that it is “In God We Trust”, at all cost!”

President Hendry pumps his fist toward the sky, as the crowd screams,

“Only the strong! Only the strong! Only the strong! Keep your tired! Keep your hungry! Keep your poor!”

Hendry begins to speak,

“Yes my brothers and sister! We shall remove the filth of the lower Americas from our country! We will send back all the illegals! We will offer no more visas, and as of this morning, our boarders are closed! If they cross them, we will kill them! We will stop the spread of heathenism, and return the bible to our classrooms! This is a Christian nation, and we will make it so it stays that way! Sins will be punished! Those that stand up, will be knocked down, never to raise again! We will reclaim our country, and our ways of life!”

The Chinese Army made her way into America through the back door. They will begin their plan to move their war machine through Central America and into Mexico, who are all their allies.

Mexico wanted their land back, and to stop the mass migration coming from America. China what was owed, and America’s resources for their dying country. China made a deal with the Colombian government to bring their army straight in their front door.

They would load their army into cargo containers, then put those containers on ships that can hold eighteen thousand containers. The containers would hold six men, each. The cargo ship would hold over one hundred thousand troops, and their gear. Ten ships, and two weeks China would have one million troops hidden in the jungles of Colombia. The promise made to get Colombia to hide their troops, a highspeed tunnel from Colombia to America. They would supply everything needed, as long as they got the tunnel, Chinese money, and the right to grow the food for China’s new “One America”. First, they had to build the tunnels. 

Chapter 3 

(German buries bodies, caught by big brother. Tell him to leave. Brother sees what happened, troops and machines digging. Heads back into jungle to find people to stop them. 2 year span. Switch between brother and German. German starts to crack. Tell German’s past) 

Chapter 4 

The world had had enough. They had watch The President round up immigrants, treat them like animals, that he said they were, and then force them on Mexico. 

(Dialogue between leaders of countries and sporadic terrorism and violence) 

In 2029, The President told all non-Christians to find somewhere else in the world to live. By 2031 he had formed his own party. 

(Hitler style speech) 

The world watched as he and his American Christian Party turned on all Non-party members, forcing mass immigration to Canada. 

(Describe the trip. Introduce family of American migrants. Basic 4 son daughter parents. Real Christians. Start with Lord’s prayer. Daughter won’t say it.) 

Chapter 5 

When he turned on the Constitution’s guaranteed religious freedoms, the rest of the world turned on him. 

(Describe American ships being turned away from All European and Asian countries. Violence, shortages. Follow government aids. Start small armies across country.) 

In 2023 Canada opened their boarders to any American who could make it past the American Christian Party. 

(Speech, war at boarder. Family runs back down into America) 

Then they declared they would not help America anymore. Most of America’s young, when asked, they checked the “other” box as their religion. They had proven to the American Christian Party who they were, and their only choice was to run. 

(Describe, explains why the family ran daughter checked other) 

The President did not expect to lose what should be his army for the war that had arrived from Mexico. His American Christian Party would fall. This wouldn’t be the end of the 3rd War. 

(Explain) 

Chapter 6 

The Second Civil War.  

(Introduce story teller, and why they are telling this story.) 

The Red Army got here because we were fighting amongst ourselves. The 2nd Civil War started when the ACP opened fire on the Americans trying to make it to Canada. This causes a serious fracture in America. 

( describe. Lose all of family but mother) 

Slowly armies of Americans started popping up everywhere. You had, “The Texas Fathers”, “The Free Californian Liberal Army”, “The Northern Army”, “The Middle Militia”, and a few more. 

Chapter 7 

“I was in the Second Confederate Army. We were not like the First Confederate Army. We were Americans. Black, brown, Republican, Democrat, most of us just checked the wrong box on the census. It was diversity, but it took war to have it. 

The American Christian Party wanted me dead, I checked the “other” box. Running was not an option. I had to go through the heart of their capital to get to Canada. I wasn’t even going to try. The rifle was my only path.” 

Our first fight was, “The Battle of Greenwood Lake”. It was a small battle. We won, but they blew the dam. We lost all of our water. They went up river and turned off the flow from the dams. 

As American Christian Party fell to the Red Army, their attention turned to us. They would not negotiate, and we being Americans, would not either.  these are our lands, they cant have them.

If it ain’t a Harley, They are Just a Rider.

If they are not on a Harley Davidson, they are a rider. Wow! Coming from me, that’s one sided. I’m a Honda guy! Writing about Honda has been good to me!

No, it hasn’t. I built the Honda Hard tail. I wrote the articles. Honda was just the label. I got me thousands of readers. Honda didn’t do anything, but put a label on it.

If it would have been a Harley, those readers would be in the tens of thousands! This site would have popped, instead of fizzling. When writing, HD is the only way to go. But, back to the riders.

It’s my experience, if the person isn’t on a Harley, they are not a biker. An HD owner, they have made an investment. It’s a pretty serious one. They didn’t buy some little $2000 Shadow. They tacked a zero on there, and spent serious money.

So, they can’t just give up. They can’t forget their bike, their biker bros, or any of that. They didn’t get on a bike because of a T.V. show, like so many others. There is a reason you find a mass amount of every other bike type, needing their carbs cleaned, and don’t find many HDs in that condition.

If you get the idea in your head to start a club, trust me, don’t. All the guys that were not on your level, and had to join one, are going to flip the hell out. They will never be willing to understand that you might just be a little more than willing to be more than a prospect.

If you do want to start your own, look at the other clubs rules. I never thought I would say it, but that “Nothing but Harley Davidson” rule is an important one. I know, you don’t want to be like that, me either. One of the original founders of Hell’s Angels, he didn’t want to be that way either.

“in terms of pure workmanship, personally i dont like harleys. i ride them cause i am in the club and and that is the image, but if i could, i would seriously consider riding a HONDA ST1100 or a bmw” – Sonny Barger

The world has really flipped since WW2 and the beginning of clubs. When HD started, it was a cheap, American made, motorcycle. It was the best choice for clubs. They could afford them. Now days they are a status symbol, and the name on the riders bike should be looked at.

If they are not on a Harley, they are most likely not going to be riding in a few years. They are halfway in, that’s all. Don’t try to build with them. I was a Honda guy, but I will be getting a Harley. It is just the way it is. Websites, writing, it doesn’t matter. If your bike doesn’t say Harley down the side, nobody will ever take you seriously. If you just want to see what riding is like, get a Honda. If you are trying to be a biker, everything but Harley Davidson is a waste of money.

If you need a logo for your club, yell at me!

That’s all I have for tonight! I’m very sure I have pissed a few people off! Don’t feel bad, learning this is a serious disappointment for me too, but hey! Thanks for reading! See you next time around!

Harley Davidson LiveWire is the future, Like it or not!

Electricity is the future. It’s been that way since Nicola Tesla. It is just human kind evolving the world around them. Barely Davidson, this week, has helped to prove this.

The LiveWire, which most of us thought would flop, has boomed! A week ago Harley announced they would be shutting down and fuel powered production for two weeks.

This was caused by a crappy supplier. They sold Harley Davidson inadequate parts. These parts went on a lot of the 2022 bikes. The company then told Harley they did this. You would think their stock would tank.

It didn’t fall! It is on the way back up! How? They stopped production of what we all thought were their top products. Turns out, that’s now the electric LiveWire!

The most recent shipment of the LiveWire motorcycle, motor means run by electricity, if you didn’t know, sold out in 18 minutes! They flew out of every dealership! 18 minutes!

A lot of people have decided to give up on the classic V-Twin, and make the leap to electric! This is securing Harley’s place in the electric motorcycle future! 18 minutes, and they sold all of them! That’s impressive!

Harley is chasing the future, and it has no fuel! That’s all I got for now! As always, thanks for reading! It’s a small website, please give it a share!

Destination Hard Candy’s Biker Wear!

Hard Candy Biker Wear, Belton South Carolina.

So everyone arrives at the meeting spot. A few minutes go by, after everyone says hello, it’s time to ride! Everyone straps on their gear, and heads to their motorcycle!

If it’s Harley Davidson, it’s here! New, vintage, all of it!

Then it begins…

“where are we riding too?”

“I don’t know, where do you want to ride to?”

“Don’t ask me! I have no idea! Where do y’all want to go?”

Now you spend another 30 minutes, sitting in a parking lot, trying to decide where to go!

Boots, shoes, literally everything except a motorcycle!

If you find yourself in Upstate South Carolina, Hard Candy’s Clothing is your destination! It’s a good ride from anywhere in the Upstate! It’s a close ride from parts of North Carolina and Georgia!

Hard Candy isn’t monkeying around! Well… Maybe a little…

This store has a selection of everything! They also offer seamstress services! Finding a place to get your patches sown on, isn’t easy! This isn’t the 50s! Not everyone’s Mom has a sewing machine! They are fast, and very reasonably priced!

Great jewelry! This is not that Wish junk! You can find that ring you are looking for, and some things nobody else has!

A good place to ride to, where everyone finds something they like, that’s Hard Candy’s Biker Wear! Everything is high quality! Personally, it’s one of my favorite stores! I have bought a variety of different items!

There really is something for every biker!

The vintage shirts, are some of my favorite things. My girl, she always ends up with a shirt, or a jacket! We can get something cool, every time we visit!

She just might have that Harley part that you can’t find!

The prices are beyond reasonable! The selection, as you can see, is vast! All those chrome Harley Davidson parts , they give this place a shine!

Just baskets of mufflers…

The ride from most places, it’s through the country! Belton is a beautiful small place, and so are the areas surrounding it.

Need a better seat?

You can find Hard Candy Biker Wear at 101 Mc Gee Way, Belton, SC 29627. They are normally open Tuesday-Saturday, 10am-6pm, and 5pm on Saturday!

Mask… Gloves… A change of clothes… The back is right around the corner… Y’all stop, now. It ain’t funny!

Sometimes, the store will be closed during those hours. Hard Candy Biker Wear can be found at a lot of major biker events! They are always on the move!

Hard Candy Biker Wear is always showing support!

The store looks small, but everything is excellent quality, and fairly priced. You can spend hours looking at all their things! You won’t regret spending your Saturday riding time to end up at Hard Candy’s! If I was going to rate the store, 6 out of 5 stars!

Come meet Candy! Click here for directions!

If any of us are living a Biker’s Life, it’s Candy! Riding everywhere, having a badass store, and booths at events, she lives the dream!

Click here to find them on Facebook!

Good biker wear is hard to find, make your destination Hard Candy Biker Wear! Thanks for reading! Give us a share!

Why did Harley STOP Producing for Two Weeks?

Harley Davidson has stopped all production, and shipment of all new gas powered motorcycles for two weeks! What happened? Why? What has HD done now?

Look, it doesn’t matter if you like it or not. If you are an American, Harley Davidson is YOUR motorcycle. I know, price, speed, all the complaints we have when we don’t own an HD.

Indian Motorcycles was America’s Motorcycle up until WW2. They forgot to focus on the people. Indian would lose the military contract to Harley Davidson. Harley had a better bike.

Harley had a War Machine. They would go on to help America win WW2. Harley Davidson has earned her Purple Heart. As an American, you should show that some respect. They were rebuilding themselves after war, and getting ready to go to the Korean War, as Indian was giving up.

When you write about these things, you get that a lot. Here is a question for those people. Can you show me one? I know you are going to scream, “HONDA”!

Honda is not a motorcycle company. Honda doesn’t bother to even put it near the top of their list of products. Honda produces automobiles and power equipment, above all else. Honda produces 1,000,000 cars, and 1,000,000 pieces of power equipment, per year. They produce 92,000 motorcycles. Scream “INDIAN!”.

Indian is owned by Polaris. Polaris is an off-road vehicle company. 2021, 63% of their sales came from off-road vehicles, and snowmobiles. Motorcycles, 9%. Do you see where this is going?

There are only a couple real motorcycle companies out there. We can talk about Hero. That leads us to how they cash in on the Harley name, in all overseas markets. All these companies, Hero has mopeds, are backed by other markets. Harley has motorcycles , and that’s all. They don’t have a Civic to carry them. If they did, HD would be as cheap as all the rest. But… Let’s get back on topic.

Sometimes you need to get things out of the way, thanks for taking time for that. NOW! What happened at HD for them to stop everything for two weeks? They got screwed! Someone sold them an inferior product!

A third party supplier basically told HD, “Hey, we went you over and put one in ya! Those parts we sold ya, they are trash! They are not compliant with regulations!”

After being told they had bought a big bag of flour, Harley Davidson stopped all production. This cost them two weeks of production, and going back over all the motorcycles that were going to ship.

This is what the beginning of a recall looks like. There is no telling how long HD has been buying this junk, but it could be years!

That’s it! Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed the journey! Oh, and real quick, before y’all start with that Metric hater crap, the author of this owns nothing but Hondas. You might also want to look around this website… It’s mostly metric. See yah next time!

Harley Davidson to Close P.A. Factory!

Big, big, news coming from Harley Davidson today! They are shutting down their Pennsylvania plant! They will stop producing everything, but the Live Wire! No, they are not financially struggling!

It’s supply chain issues! They can’t get enough in! If you don’t know, this slows down HD produced this year, by 25%. They have four plants in America. They lose one, that’s a 1/4 production loss! 

That’s terrible, really. A lot of folks have lost their jobs. Let’s face it though, if they are workers, plenty of work is available. If they want to get mad, get mad at those that voted for Sleepy Joe. We have never been as bad off as we are now, not in modern times.

The cool part… Do you know how to make things rare? Well, an American coin, the mint mark plays a huge role. The mint mark is the little letter beside the person on the coin’s heads. 

If a mint closes down, this leads to a limited run of coins. That makes that coin rare, and more valuable than the rest! Do you see where this is going?

Now, a motorcycle has a “mint mark”, like a coin. This will be your VIN, or vehicle identification number. This number will tell you where your bike was made. An example, if it says 1HD as the first few characters, it’s made in America!

This means domestic Harley Davidson!

They don’t plan on reopening this plant. So, look at that VIN, if you go to get a 2023, or late model 2022! If it leads back to Pennsylvania, you have yourself a rare bike and a treasure! It is the same as a rare coin! The factory did not make many, so it is rare!

Every generation says they came up in “crazy” times, but I think we can all agree that these last 4 generations of people have them beat! This year, and all the crap that has got us here,  gives those bikes one hell of a story!

Over the last few years, the Pennsylvania plant has taken a beating! This does suck. Nobody wants to see an American classic company losing a factory. We have lost enough companies, and factories, over the last few decades, and hate to see another one go.

All we can do is find the silver lining. 2022-2023 HD, made in Pennsylvania, are rare bikes! A closing of a factory means less is going to be made, adding value to every Harley Davidson.

What does Harley say? They will be closing the factory for the foreseeable future. The only Harley that will be produced in Pennsylvania is the Live Wire. This is due to a supply chain issue, that can’t be fixed.

What do I think has happened? War, and offshoring. The materials they need, they came from Ukraine or Russia, or a company that is supplying one or the other.

HD can no longer get the materials. It isn’t made here, because of Fair Trade. We gave up a lot of things, so the rest of the world can have jobs. World Trade, and Fair Trade, removed us from a lot of industries. Now we have demand, and no supply. That leaves us with empty factories.

Then, this could be the beginning of the end of fossil fueled motorcycles! Harley Davidson is king. If they stop, everyone will follow!

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How to Install a Trickle Charger on a Harley Davidson!

Today we are going to go over how to install a trickle charger plug on a 2006 Harley Davidson. This is another thing that people think is “shop work”, and it is really simple.

This is one of the more simple tasks. You are going to need a flat head screw driver, a Phillips head, and a 3/8 wrench or socket. Sizes and tools very for different bikes. These are the tools we need for this particular bike.

Now we have to locate the battery. If you don’t know, it’s under the seat. This is basically standard for all bikes. So, we pull the seat off.

This is done by removing 3 screws, and the strap. Two of the screws can be hard to find. The first screw is on the back, under the back rest.

This should be easy with a flat head screwdriver. Careful with the screws. Don’t damage the chrome! They are also spring loaded. This keeps them from bending the seat, and hanger. Don’t pull them all the way apart. You will lose the spring.

The flathead, down under the right side of the seat, is your screw. It is also spring loaded. Be careful. Sometimes, as it is on this bike, it can be hidden under a decorative piece. Normally it flips up.

Our third screw is located on the opposite side of the bike. It should be in the same location. Remove it, remembering the spring.

On the left side of the bike, you will find the bolt that holds the strap on. Do not remove the bolt. Pull down on the strap. The buckle has a loop made to unhook. Next you must slide the seat back. This will unhook the front hook.

Unbuckle the back of the strap, slide it over the seat , and the seat is now removed.

Now we have access to the battery. We want to unhook the negative cable, first. We are not going to unhook this from the battery. We are going to unhook the bike’s main ground. This is an easier process on this particular bike.

Using our 3/8 wrench/socket, we are going to remove the screw above. Following the cables, you can see it leads directly to the negative post on the battery. We want to unhook as little as possible from the battery. The location of the battery makes it difficult to reconnect everything.

We are now ready to unhook our hot. RED IS ALWAYS HOT! Pull the battery up, hold it, and remove the screw. Keep up with the cables connected at this point! Watch out for the brass fitting! You don’t want to drop it in the bike!

Remove the brass fitting. Place the red side of the trickle charger port on this screw Replace the brass fitting. Make sure the brass fitting is touching the battery. Snug the screw back down. Replace the battery.

Now we want to place the black side of the trickle charger, on the main ground screw.

Hide your cables! You want to secure them. Don’t let extra cabling hang! This is dangerous! Make sure to keep it away from tires, chains, and belts! Tuck it under, not over! Use zip ties to secure it.

Make sure you have access to it, without having to remove the seat! And always… ALWAYS make sure the bike doesn’t already have one!

This bike now has two! Worse things have happened… I still can’t believe I didn’t see it before I took the seat off! Now they have a plug on each side. Let’s replace the seat.

Set the set back on the bike. Remember that you have to slide it forward. CAREFUL! THE BACK MOUNTING BRACKET WILL SCRATCH THE FENDER!

As you are sliding it forward, make sure the front hook goes back into place. Next is your back screw.

Gently move the seat around until the screw lines up. Give the screw a turn and a half or so. Do not snug it up. You want to be able to move the seat. Leave it looking like this picture. Next are the sides.

Leaving the back bolt loose, you can line them up easier. Insert one side, leave it loose, then insert the other. Now snug it down, go to the other side, do the same. Save the back for last.

Hook the strap buckle, and you are finished!

That’s how you hook up a trickle charger port! Thanks for reading! I would also like to thank Steve Kerr for allowing me to do this on his bike!

Best of Both Worlds!

Over the weekend, I visited the Best of Both Worlds Bike and Car Show. Below are the bikes of this event! If you get a chance to go to this event, go!

The people putting on this event, they even put up a mass amount of tents for the visitors! There is food everywhere! You can buy anything that can be cooked on a grill, and Starlite keeps their concession stand open!

Unfortunately, I couldn’t stay for the racing, but if you want to see a fast bike, this show is for you! I’m not going to type much more, because of the mass amount of pictures! This wasn’t even all of the bikes that showed up!

The Honda Davidson.

A guy had jokes. That’s cool. People are into different things. If you ride/build Hondas, you are going to get that. The funny part, it normally comes from those that don’t have a bike, and probably doesn’t know how to ride one.

1992 Honda Shadow

Really, because of this site, I have no reason to have a Harley. The video below, it’s 26 seconds why I never need to mess with a Harley.

Pretty proud of that! 😁

The comments about Honda, they don’t really bother me. I build what I can afford. I love Harleys too, they are beautiful bikes, but nothing I plan on messing with.

Saved my money up to buy a Harley, bought another Shadow…

I’m a Honda guy, working on being a guru. That means I need to know everything I can learn about a Honda Motorcycle. So, let’s learn about the Honda Davidson!

Picture provided by Lee Bean 82 Honda Magna

It was 1982, Honda was producing several different styles, and making a killing. They had been doing this for a while. There is nothing wrong with providing a motorcycle people can afford!

Photo provided by Johnny Olafsen 1993 Honda Magna V45

Harley Davidson wasn’t having it. They wanted all the money, and had a plan to get it. Harley was struggling at the time, and was willing to do anything. They still made millions in t-shirt sells during this time. Until around 1993, Harley Davidson shirts were the thing! At least it was in the Southern United State.

83 and 82. Compare them. Notice the dramatic changes?

Harley changed them. No, Honda was never built by Harley. Harley forced Honda to redesign their line of motorcycle. Harley made these Hondas.

Great question.

Things work differently in America. What would be seen as bad politics, and corruption, elsewhere, is normal politics. See, human kind had started realizing our pollution was destroying the world. 

We were killing the ozone.

Harley would use this, and the science that says motorcycles are worse than cars, to turn the tables on Honda. HD went shopping.

Everyone is for sell.

Harley Davidson would buy them a President of the United States of America! Yes, this really happened. They would use their new purchase to focus on stopping Honda. They would buy themselves laws that said Honda would pay half the motorcycles value in tariffs, for every bike over 700 ccs.

I’m not really sure… But it should be.

Harley, and their do boy, focused only on Japan.  These practices worked for Harley Davidson. Doing this secured their success well into the 90s.

Japan wasn’t having it.

Honda would not be bested in this type of way. People think Honda Motorcycles, and think negative. That’s a stereotype, a wrong one. Honda makes great, everything.

This is what a modern day giant looks like.
This is what a struggling motorcycle company looks like. Not too shabby!

To convert that for you, Honda is worth $129 billion dollars more than Harley. Disrespect is a huge deal in Japan. Honda felt it.

She’s hot!

The 1983 V45 Honda Magna! Honda has as many scientists, as Harley has employees. They would throw this education at their motorcycle. They would retool the engine, meeting the new standards, avoiding the tariffs.

It’s pretty slick…

And true! They tooled the bike down, getting less ccs, and then figured out how to give it even more power! The V45 is a very punchy bike, pulling a total of 143mph!

Well that’s the tail end of it!

If you want a fast, vintage bike, that a normal person can afford, the 83 V45 Magnum is an excellent choice! “It ran when I parked it… In 1984…” Will run you up to $1000. That depends on where they parked it.

FIRE!  🔥🔥🔥

The, “I loved it since the day I got it!”, can cost up to $3500. That’s not bad for a fast cruiser, with a great history! That’s it for this one! Thanks for reading!

Up next, we are doing the other Honda Davidson!

Photos: Johnny Olafsen Lee Bean

For allowing me to gather pictures: Honda Shadow Customs on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/groups/508683239603721/?ref=share

Motor Psycol J, A Metric Master.

Down in Florida, hidden in the orange farms, is one badass metric shop! Here you will find a man with the balls to take on any metric build! Motor Psycol J is a master of the Shadow, and most other metrics. One part after another, he creates, and offers to the world. Him and his crew has taken the Shadow from the butt of the joke, to the front of the show.

These guys are really turning out some works of art, when it comes to motorcycles! Every ride they produce, would make anyone a proud owner. They are really changing the minds of a lot of die hard standard riders!

The best part, affordability! These guys will build you an awesome Shadow at a lower price than most basic standard’s asking price. Almost anyone can afford their rides! These bobbers are some of the nicest in the United States!

Then, if a hardtail is not your preferred ride, J has many ideas on how to redesign Shadows into other types of beautiful beast! One ride after another, his crew and himself, changes them into a show stopping custom ride!

These rides are as sweet as the Florida oranges in the picture above! These are some of the best Shadows in the country. To know this, all you have to do is look!

Every once in a while, they will break away from the Shadow, and build a beast like this. This is one nice cafe racer! It is a Bolt that looks as if it is as fast as lightening!

You cant have lightening without a few clouds! This white Shadow is as nice as a little cloud cover on a hot Florida day. Speaking of hot days…

How about some blue as clear as the cleanest water? That fender is a one of. J molded it out of fiberglass, and is the only person offering it!

There is a serious fight on the streets, when his street fighter rolls up! Outside of bobbers, street fighters are my favorite! They are kind of the bobbers of street bikes! Like a bobber, they are stripped down for speed!

If the street fighter doesnt win the war, this Warrior will! This thing should be military green, with an M249 saw attached to the front! It truly looks like a war machine!

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That M249 will not chop as hard as this chopper! Look at that rake! How nice is this one? This really goes to show that you can do almost anything with a Shadow! Beautiful.

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Not every bike needs a serious custom job. Everyone doesnt want a fully customized bike. Some folks are happy with the way the bike was made. J even does awesome work on those too. This is one nice milk bottle!

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Blood, sweat, and tears goes into all of their builds, providing the world with a lot to look at! That’s all we got for today! If you want to see more check them out on Facebook! Please leave us a like and omment!

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