Electric Dreams

A Parallel Reality

Words by Hugo Eccles | Photography by Aaron Brimhall


Hugo Eccles is co-founder and design director of Untitled Motorcycles, a company based in San Francisco and London that designs and builds custom motorcycles for both private clients and factory brands like Ducati, Moto Guzzi, Triumph, Yamaha and Zero Motorcycles. He’s also a professor of industrial design. Below, he examines the design approach to a recent build for Zero Motorcycles.

When Zero Motorcycles approached me with a potential project, we’d been dancing around each other for a while. I’d moved to San Francisco in 2014, and soon after began reaching out to electric motorcycle companies like Mission, Energica, Alta and Zero and asking for test rides. Northern California, after all, is the epicenter of the electric vehicle industry in America. Riding the Mission R, Alta Redshift, Energica Ego and Zero SR were the first truly new motorcycle experiences I’d had since the groundbreaking Honda CBR900RR Fireblade ushered in the era of the superbikes in the early Nineties. The experience ignited a burning obsession to build an electric motorcycle.

One morning in May 2018, I received an enigmatic email from my contact at Zero: “We may be entering a window of opportunity to work on something unique and cool. ...” I don’t think it really hit me until I was being escorted through a series of security doors to the workshop at the heart of Zero’s Scotts Valley headquarters. They were offering me exclusive access to their SR/F, two years into development, and still some ten months from public launch. I would be the first and only designer-builder in the world to get their hands on Zero’s brand new motorcycle.

Fuck yeah.

My background is somewhat unusual for the motorcycle world in that I’m neither a trained mechanic nor an automotive designer. I studied industrial design at the Royal College of Art in London and have worked on everything from consumer electronics for household brands to watches for TAG Heuer and Nike, to concept cars for Ford. My design training informs my approach to building motorcycles. For starters, I’m conscientious about not being dogmatic about what a build is going to be until I’ve got a clear idea of what I’m working with. Typically, before I do anything – sketches, study models, anything – I’ll strip a motorcycle down to its rolling chassis of frame, engine and wheels. That done, I can study the lines, understand what relates to what, see where there are natural intersections, and get a sense of the spirit of the machine. I’m asking the motorcycle what it wants to be.

Once I’ve got a handle on this, I can begin to reshape the motorcycle by what I add back. This approach works well with combustion machines because, inevitably, there are a number of elements that you have to replace – fuel tank, carbs, exhaust and so on – and these are all opportunities for redesign and reduction. An extreme example of this was the process of designing the Hyper Scrambler, which I’ve only half-jokingly described as continually removing components until the motorcycle stopped working and then reinstalling that last part. It’s not that far from the truth. Lotus Cars founder Colin Chapman said it much more eloquently: “Simplify and add lightness.”

However, as I soon discovered, this isn’t necessarily a useful methodology with an electric motorcycle. Once I’d taken off all the SR/F’s plastic parts, I realized that none of them were truly required to make the motorcycle function. An electric motorcycle doesn’t need any of those traditional elements since there’s no fuel and no exhaust. There’s a “gas tank,” but it’s really just a storage compartment and not essential to the functioning of the machine. So, if you don’t need any of these things, what do you need? Had I just intellectualized myself out of a project?

In my 25 years as a designer, I’ve never met a problem I couldn’t solve, but I’ll admit there was a moment when I thought, “I’m going to have to go back to Zero and tell them, sorry, there’s nothing meaningful I can do here.”

Then it dawned on me: I’d been looking at the problem all wrong. I didn’t need to redesign the SR/F – I needed to un-design it.

Our ideas of motorcycles are based on the constraints of the internal combustion engine. With the introduction of electric, those constraints and those “rules” disappear. It’s no longer a matter of technical limitation but of a belief limitation. I could rewrite the rules. It was a unique opportunity – maybe a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity – to completely reimagine a motorcycle from the ground up.

Although I didn’t yet know what I did want to do, I had a clear idea of what I didn’t want to do. Most electric builds that I’d seen mimicked traditional combustion motorcycle tropes, which seemed to be a redundant exercise. Why put a “gas tank” on an electric motorcycle? Why make an electric bike look like a gasoline motorcycle at all? It made no sense to me. Style-wise, electric motorcycle concepts generally seem to fall into one of two camps – either retro-nostalgic or expressive-sculptural – and I wanted to avoid both because, to my mind, they’re merely superficial styling exercises that sacrifice functionality for esthetics. So much more is possible.

One thing I knew for certain was that the end result had to be unmistakably electric. It would celebrate what makes an electric motorcycle unique instead of hiding it apologetically behind bodywork. I wanted to use an industrial designers first principles approach to create an entirely new visual language for this new category of electric. With most electric motorcycles, little of the form prepares you for the very different experience that you’re about to have.

If the motorcycle resembles a conventional motorcycle, you’re naturally going to expect a conventional riding experience.

But nothing could be further from the truth, and I felt that the visual language needed to communicate that this was going to be a very different experience.

When people think about electric they naturally think about the future, but I started my design process by looking backward. From the mid-1880s onwards, there was an explosion of ideas about motorcycles – no industry standards had been established, and every motorcycle company had their own opinion on what this nascent technology should be. This set me thinking about a modern motorcycle from an alternate reality where, instead of developing gasoline motorcycles for the past 140 years, the industry had been developing electric motorcycles. What would an electric motorcycle from this parallel 2020 look like? Dragged across from one timeline into another, it would simultaneously be both familiar and unusual. That’s what I set out to create with the XP – not a future reality, but a parallel one.

Without the limitations and constraints of internal combustion, a motorcycle from this parallel 2020 could be much simpler, with fewer components. This parallel reality would be constrained by the same rules of physics, not to mention similar economic realities, so things like conventional forks would remain for expediency and practicality.

I’d had a couple of test rides on the pre-production SR/F and was blown away by the sensation. The linear and continuous delivery of power – the SR/F makes an astounding 140 foot-pound of torque and has no gearbox –

[it] felt like piloting a small jet, so trying to embody that experience felt like a good design direction. 

Earlier experiments had confirmed that almost no traditional bodywork was necessary on an electric motorcycle apart from surfaces that the rider could grip with their knees for control. That insight started me thinking about “control surfaces” – both human and machine. Human control surfaces would be typical things like foot pegs, heel guards, seat, knee pads and handlebars. Machine control surfaces would be aerodynamic panels, venting and so on.

Guided by this concept, I gathered and organized hundreds of images of experimental aircraft, WTAC cars, Moto GP bikes, winglets, canards, diffusers – anything and everything that inspired me around ideas of control, speed and aerodynamics. After a few weeks of intensive work, I had approximately five hundred pages of sketches and an overall design direction I was happy with. The motorcycle would consist of two main visual elements: an electric core comprised of the batteries, motor, controller and charger; and an analog chassis supporting the suspension and body panels. The seat would be integrated into the central powertrain to give the rider the impression that they were literally sitting on the “engine” of the motorcycle. The structural frame would feature “floating” aerodynamic panels held away from the tubework. The XP would be, literally and figuratively, a deconstructed motorcycle.

In parallel to developing the physical form, I also continued to develop the motorcycle’s story. If it was from an alternate present, it would also, logically, have an alternate past. The aerodynamic influences suggested that it might have a racing history – perhaps a retired track bike that had been retrofitted for regular road use. This idea of retrofitting gave me latitude to attach roadgoing elements in a more natural manner, not unlike the way headlights are installed on endurance racers. Similarly, the tradition of painting prototype race bikes in plain colors started to sync with an emerging idea of using an aerospace-spec coating to reflect the motorcycle’s experimental nature. I eventually settled on Aerospace Material Specification “Ghost Gray,” a government-standard color assigned to U.S. Navy experimental aircraft.

Paint colors aside, there’s something inherently ghostlike about electric motorcycles. Although on the surface a small difference, the dual nature of electric motorcycles – simultaneously both analog and digital – fundamentally changes the essence of the motorcycle. No longer is the motorcycle just a passively inert machine, but actively animate technology. I wanted to create a distinct and recognizable difference between the XP’s inactive and active states. When inactive, the almost monochrome motorcycle appears colorless and “dead.” When approached, the motorcycle recognizes its rider, illuminates its panel edges, and becomes “alive.” I suppose it’s an occupational hazard, but

I’ve been thinking a lot about the future of the motorcycle industry. I wonder about the direction it’s headed, and who will be the ones to steer it there.

Some traditional motorcycle manufacturers seem dangerously complacent, repeating the same old methods but somehow expecting different results. Exploring new territory inevitably upsets the status quo, and potentially customers in the short term, so most manufacturers aren’t willing to take that risk. When the original iPhone launched 14 years ago, nobody could have anticipated that an untested phone from a company with no telecoms experience was about to change the world so dramatically. Fourteen years forward from where we are now is 2034 – a time when many analysts predict that autonomous electric vehicles will be the predominant mode of transport. It’s possible that smaller, more nimble electric companies like Zero will lead the way, or perhaps, like in 2006, an adjacent industry will once again disrupt the orthodoxy with entirely new thinking.

So far, the response to the XP has been overwhelmingly positive. It’s taken a while to get here, but more riders are coming around to electric and many, like me, are excited to see where it can go. The “XP” moniker comes from the idea of an “experimental platform” – a fully functioning prototype capable of being developed for production. As well as being a technical platform, the XP is also intended as a figurative platform  for dialogue about the future of electric motorcycle design. Ettore Sottsass once stated that “design is debate,” and, in that spirit, the XP isn’t supposed to be the final word but the opening of a conversation. Is the XP what electric motorcycles should look like in the future? I don’t have the hubris to assume that I can answer that. What I can say is that the answer is far less important than the fact that the question is finally being asked.

Soul Crafted

Passion, Purpose & Freedom

Words by Derek Mayberry | Photography by Josh Perez & Levi Tijerina


A film by Daniel Fickle

Over the past few years, the River North Art District (RiNo to locals) in Denver has become a creative hub, with an array of talented craftsmen and women who hone their skills through daily discipline in their chosen trades. To many, the word craftsman brings about visions of an expert tradesman steadily focused on their work, in a harmonious state with their subject, a perfect marriage between lucid awareness and a trained subconscious. We recently spent some time with a few of our friends, including a creative director, a hairstylist, a metal fabricator and an artist to explore what it means to be a craftsman and find the common thread of creativity between their respective crafts and two-wheeled passions.


Josh Wills

CREATIVE DIRECTOR

Josh’s creative roots began in an urban landscape; skateboarding and graffiti art formed the foundation that would eventually lead to his role as a creative director.  He fell in love with design as an art student, where his focus was aimed at T-shirts and skateboard decks. “I was drawn to design because of the passion I saw in designers, passionate about what they were doing; I could tap into that,”  Josh says, recalling a sense of anxiety in the early stages of his design career, along with the uncertainty of paying his way.  He shared the story of how a teacher suggested he settle as a children’s book illustrator, which only fueled his desire to perfect his craft as a creative designer.  Even today, though, there’s a degree of fear and anxiety –  the relentless pressure social media puts on the design community, “you’re only as good as your last piece of work.”

When asked what keeps him motivated, Josh cites the problem-solving aspect of design for hire, and the idea that commercial design work is objective in nature: “It isn’t art, but it can be artful.  It serves a function; it has to work.”  Being able to shape the way people look at a brand or business is another source of motivation, “pushing and pulling levers in people’s minds.”  Josh says design work is not without its challenges, and that it becomes a struggle when trying to develop a shared vision with clients, where there’s a difference of interpretation and things just aren’t connecting. 

Josh grew up in a working-class family. His father hung out with motorcycle clubs, and Josh wasn’t initially interested in riding because he didn’t care to associate with the motorcycle culture he had experienced as a kid.  That all changed when his wife bought him a Harley as a Father’s Day gift.  Josh quickly taught himself how to ride and wondered why he hadn’t done it sooner.  When asked how riding ties into his craft, Josh recalls the places his bike has taken him: old towns, abandoned buildings, and the unique architecture and topography he’s stumbled upon.  “That inspiration gets pulled back into the work I do day in and day out.  When things are clicking in design or out riding a motorcycle, things feel light, free, and effortless.”

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Grace Penhale

HAIR ARTIST

When she’s not riding the streets of Denver on her Sportster, Grace can be found behind a stylist’s chair at her Holistic Salon in RiNo’s Zeppelin Station. Grace’s first real vision of what she wanted in a salon came to her while working with a nonprofit in Spain; she attributes the inspiration to Spain’s culture and the importance they place on living authentically.  Grace feels divinity had a hand in her path as a salon owner/operator, as well.  After completing beauty school, Grace worked at a salon in the Cherry Creek area of Denver and began developing her own business plan for Holistic.  Grace put everything she had into fulfilling her goal of being a salon owner. She hustled, working multiple jobs to make ends meet. She says the hardest part was figuring out the logistics of running a business, including a workable plan and addressing finances.  

She wasn’t always a fan of the Salon’s name, Holistic; however, it aligned best with her desire to provide a space for women to be themselves, and to send them off with a sense of their true beauty, value and identity. 

It’s interesting how the salon business and riding bikes relate for Grace: “It’s the women-inspiring-women aspect.  Encouraging each other to take that leap of faith, even when it’s a little scary.”


Bonnie Gregory

METAL FABRICATOR

Bonnie’s exposure to metalworking started when she was a teen hanging out with her grandfather, who worked on cars.  “I was around a lot of metal. I started welding when I was 15.”  Growing up in a rural community, she was always surrounded by motorcycles and 4-wheelers, and there was always something in need of repair.  Bonnie started out fabricating props and constructed railings, but it was when she worked as an apprentice creating furniture that she felt most creative.  Bonnie says she experiences a calm feeling when welding, a sort of meditation: “The trade attracts the kind of person who appreciates the quiet and wants to still their mind – it’s a place where I want to be; I seek it out.”  She still has the same curiosity and excitement about it as she did when she first began fabricating, and it also helps that she loves the smell of metal.  

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When asked what her biggest challenge has been, Bonnie felt it was the times she’s had to go back to the basics, because “it’s humbling.”  She shared with us the best advice she’s received: “It’s not that you won’t make mistakes; it’s how quickly you stop making them and change your behavior.”  As for her more recent challenges, “Sometimes you can get into a loop in your head being alone, need to take a walk, a drive, a ride, There’s something about moving that helps me figure out the puzzle.” Riding motorcycles and working on metal is an outlet, as it brings her back to her happy place.

Like many, Bonnie’s first experience on a motorcycle was on the back as a passenger, but once she had her hand on the throttle, she knew riding motorcycles would be a big part of her life, because “being in control of a motorcycle, you’re completely free.  Just you and the bike, you and the machine.”  Describing how metalworking relates to riding, she says, “At the end of a work day, going for a ride completely resets stress. I work through puzzles when I ride and think of things in a new way. The feeling I get from my work is wholeness and the feeling I get from riding is freedom.”


Pedro Barrios

ARTIST

Born in Miami and raised in Venezuela, Pedro’s love for art began at an early age. Exposed to different cultures when he was young, Pedro attributes the influence for his artistic style to his multicultural background.  The Denver street artist began taking art more seriously around the age of 19, after backpacking through Europe.  Travel is a big part of where Pedro finds inspiration for his work, and nowadays there’s more intention behind seeking out art wherever he goes, “not just to be inspired, but to also learn about art and color. There’s a lot of influence from all over the world.” Recalling his early days creating art, Pedro started out mimicking the Old Masters, noting what inspired him in finding his own form: “Once you develop your own style, it’s very exciting.”  

Pedro lived in Vail, where he had friends who would travel down to Denver, to a studio called The 400. That’s where he met friend and fellow artist Jaime Molina.  After connecting, trading art, and establishing a mutual respect for each others’ craft, Pedro and Jaime began collaborating regularly. Because each artist brings their own style and influences to the project, Pedro never knows what the final product will look like. “It’s a new experience every single time we paint together. The process is so exciting and fulfilling.”

However, becoming an expert in your craft isn’t without its challenges, and each new project presents unique hurdles. Pedro recalls a mural project he and Jaime completed for New Belgium Brewing.  Painting an intricate mural in the dead of winter on a wall that never receives the warmth of direct sunlight, Pedro and his partner endured frigid temps for a grueling two months to complete the piece. Pedro adds, “No matter how many walls or places I’ve painted, it’s always a new experience, a different texture, substrate, or weather condition. Always a new challenge.” Like all true craftsmen, Pedro is able to appreciate what he gets in return: “I can stand back and truly feel a sense of pride behind it.  That’s my main motivator, one thing that makes me truly happy.”

Pedro grew up around bikes, but it wasn’t until he was older that he took an interest in a motorcycle of his own. When describing the commonality between art and motorcycles, Pedro says it’s the sense of freedom and originality, something he finds common across the motorcycle culture.  “When you get a motorcycle, you instinctively want to make it your own to reflect who you are. Like art, it’s an extension of myself and who I am.”  Like his artwork, Pedro says there’s a shared sense of solitude and focus he gets from riding, because “when I’m painting, I’m concentrating and not really thinking about anything else, except for what I’m doing, and I get that same feeling when I’m riding a motorcycle.”


It can be said that a craftsman’s passion for their work is rivaled only by their desire to experience the freedom it affords. Freedom through focus, creation, and being present in a given moment. When we train our attention on what we love – be it design, fabrication, art, or riding motorcycles – we free ourselves from overthinking and allow ourselves to tune out the static of everyday distractions.  How we pursue our passions is a big part of what defines us, because performed with conviction, they allow us to be free to experience what we truly love.  

Benchmark

A Tribute to Arlen Ness, 1939-2019

Words & photography by Michael Lichter


From the earliest times, Arlen Ness was a trendsetter, quietly and steadily producing some of the most creative custom bikes the motorcycle world has ever seen. Many of his innovative ideas and designs evolved into popular styles and trends. Year after year, even when custom bike building was going through hard times, he came out with spectacular new machines that caught the attention of the media and the riding public.

It all goes back to a fateful day in 1963, when a 24-year-old Arlen drove by a Harley-Davidson knucklehead for sale while driving home after working his day job delivering furniture. With his wife Bev at home with their two-year-old Sherri and pregnant with Cory, Arlen took $300 of his bowling winnings to go buy the knuckle the next day. His friend Charlie had to ride the bike most of the way home, since Arlen had never ridden a suicide clutch, but he did get on it and, after killing it a dozen times, managed to pull it into his garage. Bev opened the door, took one look, and promptly slammed the door on him. 

Arlen rode that ’47 knuck everywhere. He soon made friends with other riders and got involved with the motorcycle scene. They hung out in Harry Brown’s Hayward garage, where Harry painted bikes on the side and where Arlen learned as much as he could by helping Harry out. All the while, he practiced his own paint, graphics and flaming techniques by working on Harry’s customers’ bikes, as well as his own Harley. Every year, that knuckle got rebuilt and was put into shows, but it was the Oakland Roadster Show every January that really mattered. It was 1977 when that knuckle, then known as Untouchable, finally won that “Show of Shows,” and then things really started to change. No longer was he going to rip apart the knuckle just to rebuild it the next year. Instead, he saved Untouchable as it was and began working on a second custom bike, thus starting what would become an impressive collection of one-off motorcycles.

Without realizing it, Arlen was also creating a model for an industry before an industry could even be fathomed, and it was one that has lasted for decades. Every year, after Arlen’s bikes won awards at bike shows, they got the attention of the press and got photographed for magazines like this one. Once on the newsstands, the phone at Arlen’s shop started ringing. 

Keep in mind, this was a time when prefabricated aftermarket parts were just becoming available, so there wasn’t much out there. When guys saw a set of custom handlebars in magazines, such as Arlen’s Ram Horn Bars, they snapped them up in record numbers. In fact, handlebars were the first Arlen Ness products available. “People seemed to like them, so I went down to Superior Tube, and they bent more up for me,” Arlen said in the book I wrote titled Arlen Ness: The King of Choppers “Then, I’d take them to a polishing shop, bring them back to weld the bungs in them, and then have them chromed. My first production may have been twenty sets. That was a big investment for me at the time, but people would see my handlebars in a magazine on a bike and they would call up to order them. I didn’t know anything about advertising.” 

Arlen realized that the average guy might not be able to afford an entire Arlen Ness custom bike like the ones they saw featured in Easyriders, but they could certainly afford a set of Ness bars, or mirrors or grips, and the rest was two-wheeled history.

All Arlen had to do (a bit of an understatement) was keep coming out with incredible customs and fabulous parts year after year, which is all he really wanted to do in the first place. One thing he learned along the way was to recognize his own shortcomings and make up for them by enlisting outside help to achieve something as outstanding as he envisioned.

Consequently, when the business was still small, he came up with the tagline “Quality Motorcycle Parts from California Craftsmen,” so whether a bike was being displayed at a show or featured in a motorcycle magazine, contributors like Bob “Mun” Munroe, Jim Davis, Danny Gray, Jeff McCann, Horst and Dick DeBenedictis were clearly identified and thanked. These craftsmen appreciated the credit, as well as Arlen’s sense of honesty, fairness and respect. Their response was to strive for perfection, producing the highest-quality work possible.

Following those fourteen years of working/reworking the ’47 knuck known as Untouchable, new bikes featuring his parts and accessories started coming out on a more regular basis. The first major custom bike to follow Untouchable came out later the same year (1977) in the form of a 2,000 cc twin-engine supercharged Sportster with two-Weber carbs, four oil bags, two batteries, and center-hub steering. Two-Bad, as it was named, certainly startled the crowds, especially when they got close to the bike, as Arlen would use a remote garage door opener to start the beast up from a distant vantage point. It was pure Ness.

At about this time Arlen, along with Dave Perewitz and Donnie Smith, started the Hamsters MC. This was a fairly loose group in the early years, but as time went on, it became a full-on club that focused on builders linked by their addiction to custom bikes. The Hamsters get together at rallies and events all around the country, although now their ranks have grown into the hundreds. Some of Arlen’s closest and oldest relationships have come through the Hamsters, which now includes both his son Cory and grandson Zach. To this day, you can see several hundred Hamsters riding in a pack as they pass through Sturgis, Daytona and other bike events in their distinctive yellow T-shirts. 

Back at Arlen’s Motorcycle Ness-eccities on East 14th Street in Sean Leandro (they were in their third location on the same street by this time in 1978), Arlen unveiled the antique-inspired Nesstique, with its thin chrome moly 5/8 tubing and 21-inch front and back wheels. A 93-inch shovel/knuckle dubbed Orange Blossom came out in 1984 in time to be included in the “California Dream” exhibition at the Oakland Museum of California. 

In 1986, there was the corporate-sponsored street digger Accel Bike, with its 90-inch knuckster motor (Knucklehead top end with Sportster cases), and then the drag-inspired Blower Bike came out in 1987. 1990 was a big year with Ness Café (possibly inspired by Willie G’s XLCR), as well as the Ferrari Bike that he had been working on for several years, going back to preliminary sketches in 1987.

The 1990s saw huge growth in custom motorcycling, and concurrent with this was Arlen’s most productive decade ever. He came out with many “signature” bikes reflecting different inspirations. Looking back to the 1960s, he came out with several very cool choppers like Yellow Knucklehead Chopper (1990), Red Flame Chopper (1993) and Green Flame Chopper (1995). Some of his most memorable customs came to life, like Nesstalgia (1995), which is often referred to as The Chevy Bike, as well as his Art Deco-looking Smoothness (1995) that was initially sketched out by Carl Brouhard, based on a 1932 Bugati Roadster sculpture Arlen has in his house.

Arlen’s Luxury Liner custom baggers started appearing in the late 1990s with Orange Luxury Liner (1997), and the green and white Pete Ardema-powered Overhead Cam Luxury Liner (1998). Another one of these Ardema OHC engines made expressly for Arlen was used in the All-Aluminum OHC Evo (1998). By 1999, theme bikes started appearing, like the Ness County Fire Engine Bike (1999) and Ness Patrol (1999). Finishing out the decade was another Art Deco-inspired signature custom named Arrow Bike that took inspiration from open-fendered cars from the 1920s and ’30s. 

By 2000, Arlen had entered the new millennium by making his son Cory vice president of Arlen Ness Inc., with the understanding that he would be responsible for the daily running of the business, while his sister Sherri headed up human resources and other business details. This gave Arlen, then in his early 60s, even more time to play with his bikes. 

The decade started with a very practical bike, Screamin’ Nessessity (2000) that he rode to Sturgis several times. This custom bagger, on a heavily modified FXR frame with a 21-inch front wheel, six-speed transmission, and a nine-gallon fuel tank, was geared high so the engine only had to turn 2,700 rpms at 80 mph — perfect for those long trips to Sturgis that Arlen so loved. Engines and wheels seemed to get bigger, as did Arlen’s enthusiasm as he moved to the current location in Dublin, California, which features a museum of all of Arlen’s favorite builds from over the years.

Then came The Discovery Channel’s Biker Build-Off TV series. Arlen was featured in two of these television specials, starting with a head-to-head against his son Cory in Hawaii in 2002. While Arlen lost this bout to Cory, it was a big win-win for Arlen Ness, Inc. with all the publicity it brought. For the second build-off against a young Roland Sands, they filmed the ride and finale on location in Puerto Rico. Arlen started with a unique, one-off frame that enveloped a 145-inch S&S motor. The engine itself was modified to an OHC design, and a supercharger with two S&S carbs added to maximize performance. Roland Sands also made a spectacular bike for this show and, in the end, while Arlen was announced the winner, Roland certainly didn’t lose; this episode helped launch his career and RSD business. 

One more major theme bike that needs mentioning was Arlen’s Jet Bike (2005). Arlen’s good friend Barry Cooney found the engine that originally came from a helicopter. Bob Munroe hand-fabricated the all-aluminum body, and Carl Brouhard painted realistic graphics that are so detailed, it seems rust has built up behind the painted rivets from so many flight hours. While the paint may be “faux,” there is nothing fake about the afterburner exhaust that shoots ten-foot flames.

Since the Jet Bike, Arlen continued to release one or two customs each year, although his focus moved to touring bikes, especially since he wanted a custom worthy of riding to Sturgis every year with his Hamster buddies. Many of these bikes have been on the Victory platform, since Arlen andCory had a strong relationship with the brand, most notably, designing the Ness Signature Series Vegas and Kingpin models. 

So, what was Arlen’s secret to success? Really, it wasn’t much of a secret at all. It all started with his manner and attitude: easygoing, honest, and always there with a smile. Add to this the team he assembled, which included not only those “California Craftsmen” he sought out from the very beginning, but also his many employees over the years and his incredibly supportive family. 

Arlen Ness will forever be known as one of the most esteemed and accomplished custom motorcycle builders in the world. He is the benchmark against whom all other builders are measured.

On July 12 this year, Arlen was to celebrate his 80th birthday. It has been an honor for Easyriders magazine to showcase his many amazing custom creations over the years though my contributions. Here’s to the “King of Customs.” He will be truly missed by his family, his thousands of friends, and the millions who love and admire his work and legacy in the custom motorcycle world. He was the best of us.

Dylan Gordon

Crafted for Adventure

Words by Ryan Hitzel | Photos by Dean Bradshaw


Directed by Dean Bradshaw | Produced by Ben Giese & Dustin Hinz | Edited by Scott Middough

I often wonder what constitutes a “cowboy.” Is it a state of mind, in the blood, just a job, or something learned? Probably all of the above. But we need more of them — they’re loyal, skilled, masochistic, independent and imperfect. In other words: Dylan Gordon.

I first got to know Dylan, or “Doggy,” as it were, on a trip to Northern Vietnam in 2014. He was a gifted photographer with a reckless abandon that fired me up. Born on a horse ranch in San Luis Obispo, California — just far enough away from the hoopla of Southern California to be grounded, but close enough to seek something more — Dylan is a rarity. That was something I admired about him from the get-go and sort of wished I had grown up  under similar circumstances, because it was clear very early that Doggy had a different playbook. Drink more, stay up later, ride faster, and still get the shot type stuff. And if we were real lucky, he’d try to fight someone, or perhaps console them. Cowboy shit.

Life on the ranch for Dylan wasn’t dull, though. His father was a classically trained tinkerer. Always curious, the senior Gordon was influential to Dylan, the kind of guy who could identify problems and solve them with little to no initial knowledge on the subject. From helping to develop the JPG to pioneering live video streaming tech online, his father’s collection of projects was eclectic, to say the least. 

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In his teens as a renowned downhill skater, Dylan was was having gear problems, so his dad chipped away at some modifications to the downhill skateboard and started a company so that Dylan had the best equipment for his pursuit. But the family business was actually training and breaking horses, so Dylan learned the difference between independence and conformity; well-trained horses were both by nature. It was something that also connected him to the outdoors in more profound ways, as all good cowboys are. A connection that would guide him into surfing, motorcycles and adventurism. A landscape where he’d begin to take photos of his and his friends’ antics.

Dylan’s work is somewhat complex. It’s documentarian and honest, but dark and romantic.

It reminds me of Louis L’Amour novels. He seeks the truth relentlessly, but adds his own touch of narrative, enhancing the depth of each moment. His style is evident, whether the subject is a cactus at dusk, a surfer drawing a line somewhere between awkward and revolutionary, or the silence of friends surrounding a bonfire on a lonely beach. If you want something commercial, however — don’t hold your breath. “Making money is sorta lame, not my goal,” he has told me. We’ve spoken extensively on the subject and what it takes to be an uber-successful commercial photographer. Dylan’s take is unique. He’d rather forego the riches of large, prepackaged commercial shoots than abandon his own approach. And it’s not that he couldn’t be successful on a Ford shoot, but he’d be forced to compromise his vision. Indeed, the business of photography can’t break him, much like a wild horse. Because of it, his work is in high demand from the right clients, like his newest partnership with Firestone Walker. Surely, a big part of Dylan’s success can be traced to the sheer passion he has for the subject matter. In order to capture the moment honestly, you have to be part of it, virtually sewn into the fabric of what’s happening, unbeknownst to the cast. It’s the only way Dylan works.

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It’s not surprising that he lives this way, too. Doggy resides in a proper warehouse in Ventura, essentially a massive space portioned into a gallery, darkroom, motorbike garage and living room. Save but a few walls, the space blends together seamlessly: art and photography mixed into a solid library of vinyl and books, a ’76 Triumph t140, a ’66 BSA 441, a KTM 450, a KTM 300 2smoke, a ’98 Harley 113cu, an old espresso machine and an eclectic quiver of surfboards. If you’re wondering, I haven’t skipped over the bedroom; it’s just that he banished it into his Airstream, which sits in the side yard under an avocado tree. Sure, his warehouse could fit the Airstream comfortably, but that would be far too easy and expected.

In some ways, his bikes have taken the place of horses from the days of yore.

He retrains old ones and breaks unwanted traits from new ones. They appear cobbled together and are often loyal only to him. There’s always a touch of Mad Max to his builds, but each bike is always fast and reliable – at least if he’s riding them. It’s hard to believe that Dylan doesn’t channel his Pops when he’s modifying his exhaust or re-skinning a seat with sheep’s wool. If anything, his work is a reflection of himself.

But after traveling with Dylan for a number of years, shooting in places like Vietnam, India, Argentina and Russia, I asked him if he’d like to become an ambassador for our company, Roark, and join the ranks of guys like Jamie Thomas, Jeff Johnson, Alex Andrews and Parker Coffin. On the road, but on both sides of the lens. Initially, his response was vintage D. Gordon, “Thanks, but ambassadors are fake, or at least I’d be, if I was in the shots.” After some convincing, I reminded him that our crew was pretty real, and that he wouldn’t be traveling all over the world shooting, drinking, crying and laughing with the gaggle if it weren’t authentic. It took a few attempts, but Dylan couldn’t be a more candid representative of the brand for such a reluctant ambassador. 

The thing is, Doggy isn’t a contrarian; he just has unwavering principles that steer the ship, even if they brush him up against dry reef every once in a while. He’s a mild masochist with a nose for the hard yards. A month ago, I asked him if he might be interested in joining me and a few friends on a rip from Tijuana to Cabo. Nothing too gnarly, more of a cruise to enjoy the scenery and fruits of the peninsula. He was all in until I revealed that there was a chase vehicle. “Oh dude, that’s pretty soft; I’m out,” he said. “Soft?” I replied. “A thousand miles in the desert on a motorcycle isn’t tough enough? You don’t even have to use the thing!”

Nope, he was out, it wasn’t remotely close enough to his waypoints. I finally had to agree with him, “Yeah, we’re soft.”

A few years ago, Dylan picked up a stray dog in Northern Baja and hasn’t looked back. Bruno travels almost everywhere with him. Riding shotgun, he’s seen more road time than most people I know. The little legend doesn’t leave Dylan’s side and is just as comfortable in the dirt as he is in the Airstream. The added responsibility seems serendipitous, as it paved the way for the birth of Dylan’s daughter, Lenora, last summer. I asked him if having a baby has changed his approach to life? Dylan says that he wants to show Lenora that life can be lived unconventionally and that one doesn’t have to conform to the norms. But he was quick to add that once she needs him to come off the gas, he’ll oblige.

Dylan was raised well, so his life’s direction is purpose-built and grounded. A few months back, I found a note from him in a jacket pocket that was written about a year ago. It came with a bottle of 20-year single-barrel Strathisla Scotch and thanked me for believing in him as a photographer and man. It reminds me that we’ve taken Dylan around the world 8 times over the years, and surprisingly, he’s the only one to have bought me a beer (or whisky) at the end of a trip. A small gesture indeed, but one that hasn’t gone unnoticed.

I’ve seen him pick fights with legends, surf better than the people he was shooting and cry in a lightning storm after missing a shot, just because he didn’t want to let us down. Dylan Gordon runs hot, but never stalls.

Some people draw outside the lines just to break the rules, but he finds beauty in the result.

You see, he’s a cowboy out there on the range just doing his job, but he does it while searching for something greater past the horizon — happy, lonesome and free.

#METASELECT

Photo Contest Winners!


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To kick off the new year we decided to host a little photo contest with our audience, inviting them to share their best two-wheeled images that showcase a life well ridden. We received thousands of entries through the month of January. It was extremely difficult to narrow down our top 20 and almost impossible to select just one as the solitary winner. We made our selections based on composition, location, light, shadow, color, and that special something that made us dream of adventure.

There were so many amazing photos and photographers that entered and we are so thankful to be part of such a talented and creative community. Check out the winners below and stay tuned for the next contest!

Contest Winner

Grant Evans | Cape Town, South Africa

It was a hard choice, but we selected this image because of the beautiful, minimal composition, the dreamy location and how it fueled our desire to get out there and explore this world on two wheels with friends. We will be publishing this image in Volume 017 which will be released on newsstands in March. Congrats, Grant!

 

Top 10 Finalists:

*in no particular order

Top 20 Finalists:

*in no particular order

 

Death of a Dream

A Symbol of the Human Condition

Words by Forrest Minchinton | Photography by Harry Mark


We heard a sound, or maybe it was a murmur. The truth, we will never know. The pinnacles of the desert, a place where dreams go to die. Grand visions and hopes, materialized, but rarely sustained. The aftermath of such left to die a slow dissolve back into the earth. The wind, the heat, the cold, taking their toll year after year. What is left, future generations will guess the reasons as to who, why, where and what. The desert has this mysterious allure, the freedom, the solitude, the tranquility, and opportunity. The only things that remain are those unwavering pinnacles.

As the pioneers of the past set course on horseback with dreams and grand visions of freedom, liberty and opportunity, we too saddle up our motorcycles with dreams and visions. Our conviction comes from our machine. As the world evolves, and technology advances, the difficulties of our lives are supposed to lessen. But maybe that’s not how it’s should be. 

For what we need is not an easy life; what we need is difficulty. For this is what drives us forward. This is where our human instinctual senses thrive. Let us build the machine better, faster and lighter, to go higher, farther and faster. So we choose this machine, we choose this challenge. We want to feel alive, and we to want live every day and die on the last. 

For that I have chosen this machine. The motorcycle that sits beneath me is the product of 57 years of countless legends, blood, sweat and tears. The combined effort and sacrifice and untold experiences have culminated in this machine. The earliest grand vision and hope was the legend of Bud Ekins, who set out to ride his Honda from the top to the bottom of the Baja Peninsula. What he sparked ultimately transpired into many legends after him. Obsessions with conquering that 1,000-mile stretch of the planet. Many of them became heroes, legends and icons. Most of them aboard predecessors to this very machine. Some gave the ultimate sacrifice and lost their lives. Others were victorious. Ultimately, each one of those men lives on in this motorcycle. Their legacy carried on in the form of continued innovation, improvement and success. They all set out with a dream of conquering the desert and building a motorcycle to do it with. Most of the time that dream died during failure. What was born in its place was a vision. Reinforced with experience and humility. A vision that the race, the machine and the desert are much more. They are a symbol of the human condition.

Fragments in Time

Photography by Richard Chenet, 1977


Richard Chenet is a renowned automotive photographer who has been shooting professionally longer than most our readers have been alive. In the early days, he dabbled in the world of two wheels. His creative eye captured this set of experimental photographs which lived on slides, tucked away in a box for over four decades. Little did he know we would take such an interest in these images all these years later. Fragments in time preserved in an emulsion and finally brought to life to celebrate a time and place that would otherwise be lost and insignificant. There’s something beautiful about that.

Understated

The Ivan Tedesco Story

Words by Eric Jonhson | Photography by Drew Martin


Although none of the 32,000 fans crowding and shrouding the hills and flats around the Autodromo di Franciacorta in Northern Italy really knew it at the time, it would be the last major triumph of his racing career, and it was a big one. 

“Of course we can win,” said Roger DeCoster before the third and final moto of the 2009 Motocross of Nations. “Everyone around the team seems a little down, but we can do it.” 

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Way down deep in the middle of the Italian auto racing facility, the British race announcer could be heard over the public address system, repeatedly proclaiming to the fans that they were about to witness the “biggest race of the year.” He had it right. With the points spread so close among the nation’s top state teams, and with all of them in possession of a moto score they could throw away, the final result of the Motocross of Nations was a toss-up. Meanwhile, way back in the parc fermé, Team USA 450cc racers Ryan Dungey and Ivan Tedesco sat atop their respective motorcycles and waited.

“I remember before that final moto, Ryan Dungey and I had a little pow-wow,” said Ivan Tedesco, smiling as he reflected back on that sunny Sunday afternoon. “We said to one another, ‘Dude, we’ve got to get this done.’ I don’t remember much more than that, but I do remember the vibe of the conversation. It was like, ‘All right, we’re going to do this.’”

Ivan Lee Tedesco was born on August 12, 1981, in Albuquerque, New Mexico, with its riding areas abundant and skirting the high-desert community of approximately 1 million people. He followed his older motocross-loving brother Gio right into the sport.

“The whole dirt bike thing started for me with my brother Gio,”

said Tedesco, assuming a seat at a table nestled inside the Monster Energy/Pro Circuit/Kawasaki pit area at the second Anaheim round of the 2019 Monster Energy Supercross Series. “He’s about two years older than me, and ever since he was about four years old, he was just obsessed with dirt bikes. My dad bought Gio a bike when he was about ten years old. I was eight at the time. He brought my brother a YZ80 and brought it home, and I started crying because I wanted one. They went back down to the shop and bought me one. That’s basically how it started. I only got into it because my older brother was into it. Yeah, I cried, but I got a dirt bike!”

And as such things can transpire, the Tedesco family soon took to sportsman-level amateur motocross racing. “Basically, we jumped right in,” explained Tedesco. “We went to a local race about a month after we first started riding, and we also kind of found a local crew of guys that were racing and doing the amateur nationals and stuff. Actually, I went to Vegas for the World Mini about four months into racing. We just jumped in headfirst. Going into that race, I thought I was going to do pretty good, but I ended up getting 30th. I got smoked, and it was an eye-opener to me. It was like, ‘Okay, some of these kids are really good at what they do.’ From there, we just kept on going with it.”

Tedesco and family would return back to the Land of Enchantment and circle the wagons with a group of other young men who were also busily riding and racing away in an effort to make it in American motocross.

“I raced and rode with Justin Buckelew, and then there were all the Johnson brothers, and there was Ryan Clark; we all grew up racing together in New Mexico,” said Tedesco of his “little league” days. “There was a good group of guys that we all grew up together with. There was my brother and about five other guys. We were close in age, and it was pretty cool growing up in that group. We all rode with each other a lot and pushed each other.

“I’d say we got a lot more serious about the racing when I was around 12 or 13 years old,” continued Tedesco. “My last couple years on minibikes, I was winning some motos at some of those amateur nationals and running up front and showing that I was capable of being one of the guys.”

In the late 1990s, Ivan Tedesco, despite not winning an overall championship at the Loretta Lynn’s Amateur Motocross Championship, went into 1999 as a young racer with some potential. 

“My last year as an A-class amateur, I was a Yamaha kid. It was me and Justin Buckelew going for the premiere Yamaha ride at that time — which was the Yamaha of Troy ride. He was obviously better than me at the time, so he got the ride. I ended up getting a deal with Plano Honda, which was a privateer start-up team out of Texas. I signed with them in 1999 and rode my first two years professionally with them.”

By 2001, Tedesco was a top-five supercross rider — he placed fifth in the AMA 125cc West Region Supercross Series. Nonetheless, he knew he still had some ground to cover if he was to be a title contender in AMA Pro Motocross. 

“I got fifth in my first year in supercross in 2001, but outdoors was kind of a struggle for me. I did two years at Plano Honda, and then I signed a two-year deal with Yamaha of Troy in 2002. Yamaha of Troy was a solid team. At the time, it was almost as good as Pro Circuit. It was a top-level team, and they ran a good program. The whole time I was there, I felt like I was capable of winning a championship, but I just didn’t quite have it yet. I wasn’t mature enough as a rider.”

Ultimately, it all came out right for Tedesco, with his first major victory coming on April 5, 2003, inside the long-gone Pontiac Silverdome (destroyed in December of 2017). At my final supercross race with the Yamaha of Troy team — it was at Pontiac — I finally got a race win. I showed to myself that I could win.

You know, there is no feeling like winning. Winning is like a drug. You get an adrenalin rush, and you get addicted to that feeling of winning.

I think that’s where a lot of guys struggle, including myself. I got a taste of winning on the 250.”

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As a member of the prolific Monster Energy/Pro Circuit/Kawasaki outfit, Tedesco reached for a higher gear at the opening round of the 2004 125WSX at Angel Stadium and simply took off like a scalded cat, winning six of the first seven main events, and waltzing his way to his first AMA title.

“Going into 2004, I had the speed, and I also had this feeling that I was mentally prepared,” pointed out Tedesco. “I felt like something clicked within me, and I won seven out of eight supercross races that year and pretty much dominated. It was a huge year for me. I always knew that I had it in me, but to actually go out and execute was pretty cool.”

One year later, Tedesco raced away in the glow of his greatest season as a professional racer, winning the THQ AMA 125cc West Supercross Series Championship and the AMA 125cc National Motocross Series title. Tedesco was also handpicked to represent Team USA at the Motocross of Nations at Ernee, France, a race Team USA won handily. 

“Going into ’05, I knew I was capable of winning, but I wasn’t included in any of the talk of being a potential champion outdoors,” Tedesco offered. “James Stewart was moving out of the class at the time, so the title was kind of open that year. I remember reading some interviews at that time, and there were probably five or six guys on the list of who was going to win the title that year, and my name wasn’t on it. I remember being so mad about that! I was like, ‘I’m going to win this title.’ It was pretty cool to be able to pull that off. I ended up winning both titles in ’05, but for me, winning that outdoor title was huge. I wasn’t very good at outdoors coming into the professional ranks, and I just slowly progressed, and I proved to everyone that I could do it.”

Tedesco was tapped to ride the 450cc classification in 2006, and as a result, signed a contract with Suzuki to be Ricky Carmichael’s teammate for both 2006 and 2007. And while he didn’t win a main event during his tenure with the Rising Sun brand, Tedesco slotted in at a remarkable fourth overall in the ’06 Supercross Championship. 

“I moved up to the big class with Suzuki,” explained Tedesco. “I kind of had the opportunity to go anywhere, but I chose Suzuki just to go under Carmichael’s wing and to learn from him. I felt like it was a good move.

It was about the time that Ricky was moving out of the sport, so Ricky was real open to teaching me everything he knew. We had a good relationship.” 

Tedesco would race for Suzuki again in 2006, a major highlight of the season coming at the 2006 Motocross of Nations at Matterley Basin, England.

“That was a crazy story, because I wasn’t expected to race the Motocross of Nations that year,” Tedesco said. “I was at Glen Helen watching the last National of the season, because I didn’t race outdoors that year because of an injury. I saw Carmichael go down, and I went back to the truck after the race. Ricky had banged up his shoulder and Roger DeCoster pulled me  aside and asked, ‘Hey, you think you can race Ricky’s bike in two weeks?’ I said, ‘I guess.’ From there, I basically trained for two weeks, went over to England, and we pulled it off. I remember being so nervous before that race because I wasn’t prepared; I wasn’t ready to go race des Nations. Since the bike was already over there, they had to have somebody from Suzuki race.”

Yet the team, certainly along with Tedesco’s contributions, won the thing.

Tedesco won his last AMA Pro Racing event at Thunder Valley Motocross in Colorado at the high point of summer in 2009. Guiding his works Honda CRF450R up and down the track’s radical elevation changes, Tedesco left Denver with the winner’s trophy, saying now that “it was just one of those days where it felt like nothing could go wrong. It was an easy race for me.”

Three months later, Ivan Tedesco was chosen to be a part of Team USA at the 2009 Motocross of Nations. Set to run in the north of Italy during the first week of October, 

Tedesco looks back with a smile. “That was a cool day. We were called the B Team, you know? I guess they could have sent a better U.S. team at the time, but Dungey, Weimer and me got the call. You know, as far as the dynamics of the team, it was just a small group that went over there. To go there and win it — and just the atmosphere of that race that day in Italy — is something I’ll never forget.”

“I led my first moto for 20-something minutes, and then I got the worst arm pump that I’ve ever had in my life,” mused Tedesco. “We hung on, and we ended up winning it. That was probably one of the coolest moments of my career. To rise to the occasion in that type of environment was pretty tough.”

For the 2010 racing season, Tedesco teamed up with longtime friend and mechanic Frankie Lathem to go to war for the upstart Valli Motorsports Yamaha team out of Northern California. And while the dynamic duo didn’t exactly set the ever-spinning motocross/supercross off its axis, the two did enjoy the hell out of the year.

“That was probably one of the funnest years of racing I’ve ever had,” declared Tedesco. “It was me and my longtime mechanic Frankie Lathem, and we just kind of did our thing. We had a pretty good bike, and we actually did pretty well that year.”

All things considered, and after his career trajectory finally stalled out a bit, Tedesco agreed to terms to race for the Hart & Huntington Kawasaki in what was the twilight’s last gleaming of his run as a professional race.

“I knew it was kind of winding down by that point,” said Tedesco. “The Hart & Huntington deal came up through Kenny Watson, who was a good buddy of mine. They did supercross-only, which at that time worked because I was getting a little older. I was like, ‘All right, maybe this will prolong my career a little longer.’ So I did the two years supercross-only with Hart & Huntington, and that was pretty much it. It was kind of the end of the road, you know? You kind of see the light at the end of the tunnel and you say, ‘All right, this is it. I had too many crashes and injuries.’ It just got to a point where I wasn’t having fun anymore with the results I was having. I had won and been successful, and it’s just not fun when you’re not doing well anymore. It takes the fun out of it. I had my day, and I had a long career, and it was time to make the decision.”

The final AMA race Ivan Tedesco ran was at Budds Creek, Maryland, in July of 2014. Shortly thereafter, the New Mexican called time on what had been an excellent, steady and fulfilling career.

“Retiring was probably the toughest thing I’ve ever had to deal with in my life, honestly.

I’ve heard that from other guys, and you think about retiring from racing and you think all of the positives — yeah, you don’t have the pressure, you don’t have this or you don’t have that — but you’ve worked since you were a little kid for this one goal, and you’re so busy facing that, and then boom! All of a sudden, it’s over. It’s kind of weird to wake up without having that goal inside you, you know?”

As they say, good things happen to good people, and while a bit was lost after the supermotocross war was over, all it took was a few visits to the Pro Circuit race shop off the 91 freeway in Corona, California, for a wayfaring Tedesco to stumble upon a new line of work.

“So I was looking to get back in the sport, and I started talking with Mitch Payton and the boys there,” Tedesco said. “They were looking to maybe have somebody help with the testing and development of their bike, and I rode it a couple times, and we ended up doing a deal. I’ve been doing that for the last two years. I’m the guy who basically feels what the bike is doing and try to guide the team in the right direction so we don’t go off into left field. Basically, what I do is that we kind of have a game plan of what direction we’re going to go on the bike, and I try to execute that and present it to the guys once it’s in more of a fine-tuned state. Luckily, it has been pretty good. Everything that I’ve come up with they have pretty much liked. From what I see, I think it’s working.”

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When I asked Tedesco if he was okay with the way his professional racing career turned out, he just smiled that Hot Sauce smile.

“Of course. If you would have asked me that when I was 10 years old, and if you would have laid out my career in front of me, of course I’d be pumped. I was just a kid from Albuquerque who wasn’t expected to do anything. I feel like I made it to a pretty elite level in the sport. I can’t complain. The sport has given me a great life, and I’ve met a whole bunch of great people, and I’m still here. This sport is like a family to me. That’s why I’m still around. Otherwise, I’d be doing something different.”

The Story So Far

Vision 2020

Highlights from the last 6+ years of META


As we move into a new decade we wanted to take a few minutes to look back on some highlights from the last 6+ years of META. An anthem for a life well ridden.

Moving into next year our vision is 2020. We are excited to announce that due to high demand and overwhelming support we will be transitioning from publishing three magazines per year to becoming a quarterly publication (four issues per year). Fueled by passion and enthusiasm, our focus on quality over quantity will continue to drive us forward as world-class storytellers and content creators. We value integrity and only produce content that we absolutely believe in and are proud to stand behind. As life-long riders, META bleeds authenticity. We live and breathe this brand, and we tell real stories to inspire real people to live a life in motion.

It's been a wild ride so far and we are so excited to write the next chapter with you. See you out there!

Woman’s Best Friend

Jean Bolinger & Cricket Outlaw Moonshadow

Words by Ben Giese | Photography by Chris Matlock


When I arrived at a Las Vegas coffee shop one afternoon during the sweltering heat of summer, I rushed inside like a firefighter into a burning building.  Only I was the one on fire, and the sweet air conditioning inside was my only hope for survival. It was 106 degrees outside, and I sat there sipping on a cold brew, asking myself, “How could anyone live here?” 

Shortly after, Jean Bolinger and her dog Cricket walked in the door, completely unphased by the heat that was obviously killing me. Jean was wearing a black leather jacket, black leather pants, black leather boots and a sinister-looking black Biltwell helmet.  She took off her helmet and jacket to reveal arms completely covered in tattoos and a punk rock haircut with one side of her head shaved.  A real “don’t fuck with me” look that was slightly intimidating as I approached them to introduce myself. I began by complaining about the heat, of course. She laughed at my delicate nature and reassured me that these were mild temperatures for this time of year, and it really wasn’t a big deal. Cricket didn’t seem to mind it either as she patiently sat next to Jean wearing her micro-sized biker vest adorned with patches and a studded collar.

Jean proceeded to order a drink and asked me if I was one of those goofy guys that wears a rainbow-colored bubble shield helmet. Nothing like a little jab to break the ice. I laughed, told her “no,” and thought,  “What did I get myself into?” We spent a half hour or so making small talk and planning out a route to go ride and snap some photos of her and Cricket. Jean has a calm and confident demeanor, with plenty of attitude. I get the sense that she’s seen a thing or two — the type of person with more life experience than most. She’s a person with many layers — a badass on the surface who would slowly reveal an endearing softness. It’s always refreshing to meet unique and interesting individuals like this. 

Jean was born in Washington State as a Navy brat. Her formative years were spent living all over the United States and abroad. Always on the go, always landing somewhere new. This is where she originally caught the gypsy bug. She carried that sense of wanderlust into adulthood, living in both Northern and Southern California, Nevada, Colorado, Virginia, Japan, Washington, Oregon and Utah, to name a few. Never staying in one place for too long. She told me that she has always had a love for the Southwest, which is why she ended up moving here.

To anyone who knows or follows her dog, Cricket, on Instagram, it’s clear that Jean is an animal lover. The origin of this love for animals and her connection with animals and motorcycles goes way back to when she was just a little girl. Motorcycles and horses were both simultaneously integrated into her life at her uncle’s farm, where she learned to ride her first bike and also learned to ride horses. She spent her youth riding dirt bikes on the farm and competing nationally in equestrian events, including show jumping, dressage, equitation and trials. She eventually graduated to street bikes, accumulating over a million miles in 18 countries and across all 50 states. Throughout her life, she has refused to choose between riding bikes or horses, and still rides both to this day.

Jean tells me, “Horseback riding and motorcycling are so intertwined, I feel like they are two of the most similar experiences you can have in life. With horses, you have a large, powerful animal that you control through gentle and sensitive movements. You build a bond and rely on each other in a deeply connected way. Motorcycles are the same for me; you have a powerful machine that you are more successful operating with finesse. You eventually get to know every part of your bike. And the feeling of freedom, the power and the adrenaline you feel when riding horse or motorcycle are the same.”  

It’s an interesting connection, and cool to hear how these lifelong passions helped that little girl to develop into the woman she became. “As a young woman, being able to command a large horse or a powerful machine forces you to learn about your strengths and weaknesses and to mature rapidly to avoid being injured or hurt. You have to build and maintain a relationship with an animal that, quite frankly, could kill you or cause great injury. It’s the same with a motorcycle. Learning to communicate non-verbally with a horse, to read their behavioral cues, and to react appropriately, definitely helps in interpersonal relationships within your own life. Horses and motorcycles both taught me about the respect, confidence and the hard work required to achieve my goals.”

Jean’s love for animals goes well beyond just riding horses. She has owned bison, ostrich, emu and other various exotic animals, mostly coming from rescue situations. She has also bred over 100 species of reptiles and amphibians. But one of the most interesting things I learned about Jean during our afternoon together was her current career. She works for the federal government, traveling across all 50 states and U.S. territories via motorcycle, with Cricket by her side. Her job is to work with veterinarians at zoos and other federally regulated facilities that exhibit animals to the public to guide them and ensure humane animal care and welfare. She tells me, “I am grateful that my experience with exotic animals allows me to work behind the scenes with some of the very best zoos and marine mammal parks in the world. It is literally a dream job, and I love that I can make a positive impact on so many endangered and threatened species.”

Getting to know Jean and learning about her story was inspiring, but let’s not forget the main reason I drove all the way out to this godforsaken desert in the first place: To meet Cricket, the sweet little Boston terrier who has racked up more than 300,000 miles on the back of Jean’s motorcycle across 48 states, Mexico and Canada. Her full registered name is Cricket Outlaw Moonshadow. In Native American culture, animals with two different-colored eyes are thought to be connected with the spiritual world and considered to be good luck. Jean lived in Japan for a while, and in Japanese culture crickets are a symbol of good luck. So, “Cricket” comes from good luck, “Outlaw” is an ode to her biker lifestyle, and “Moonshadow” represents her multicolored eyes and the unique markings on her face, like the light and dark sides of the moon. Jean says, “It took me three months to name her after I got her. She was an old soul even as a puppy, and I wanted to take time to find a name that was as special as she was.”

Jean and Cricket are basically on the road full-time, typically spending only 45-60 nights at home per year. They travel by motorcycle as often as they can, and Cricket almost always travels with Jean. That dog has seen more miles in the last five years than most humans do in a lifetime. She’s got more friends than you do, too. In addition to visiting zoos across the country, Jean rides to various motorcycle shows, rallies, festivals and gatherings throughout the year. Cricket has become engrained in biker culture and a well-known member of the motorcycle community. With over 113k followers on Instagram, it’s clear that people love her. She’s become quite the influencer, even racking up a few sponsors along the way.

Dogs are wonderful companions, and humans have bonded with them for centuries, but these two obviously share something special. “Cricket came into my life after a significant loss that left me pretty shattered. I wasn’t exactly looking for another dog at the time. I got a call from a breeder with a special-needs puppy. She had failed her hearing test and was almost completely deaf in her right ear and very significantly hearing impaired in her left. The breeder knew I wouldn’t be able to say no once I met her, and she was right. We quickly bonded, and I decided to keep her.”

Jean continued to explain the impact Cricket has had on not only her life, but also how she helps other people. 

“Cricket is exceptionally sensitive and perceptive to people around her. She seems to always find the person in the room who needs comfort and goes straight to them. It’s almost inevitable, if I’m at a big event, someone ends up on the ground with her, with tears in their eyes, as she comforts them. They tell me about some major traumatic life event that has recently occurred (like the loss of a longtime pet or family member), and how they really needed her love at that moment. She has a way of finding the one person going through some type of internal trauma and smothers them with love. I’ve literally had strangers sobbing, holding my dog, thanking me for sharing her with them. I also take her to the VA hospitals and veterans’ home as a therapy dog, where she spends time with veterans who have PTSD and TBIs. She has also done quite a bit of therapy dog work with pediatric brain tumor warriors. She is so gentle and loving to everyone.”

Jean and Cricket are a dynamic duo that have been gifted with the amazing opportunity to live a life in motion, chasing experiences, seeing new places, collecting beautiful moments, building community and making a positive impact on the world. I drove out here to tell the story of an amazing dog, but I ended up getting to know an inspirational human, as well. The wheels keep turning, and Jean and Cricket keep moving, making this world a better place one day at a time.

Dominicana

An Endless Caribbean Playground

A film by the Echevarria brothers


Dominicana is about a guy, driven by his passion to push the boundaries, who takes on the streets of Dominican Republic and makes them his playground.

A few years after being crowned the World Trials Champion (2010), Pol Tarrés decided to follow his heart and fulfill his destiny in the world of Enduro with an amazing video of Caribbean culture and dreamy riding locations.

Pol Tarrés (26 years old), was named 2018 Superenduro “Rookie of the Year” and the following year he managed to secure a top 5 place at the last round of the WESS series in Germany, considered the hardest enduro series in the World. In a very short time he has attracted a lot of attention with riding skills that have never been seen before, helping reinvent the sport and inspire the younger generations in the Enduro world.

“Freestyle enduro” is now a reality; a perfect mix of bmx, trials & moto.

 
 

Featuring: Pol Tarrés
Directed by the Echevarria brothers
Produced by: The Who

Filmed by: Mito Echevarria & Joan Espasa
Edited: Mito Echevarria
A "Beyond the Wheels" series.

 

Paradox

Embrace Your Demons

A film by Dylan Wineland | Featuring Aaron McClintock


This isn’t a film about motorcycles, but rather a film about someone transitioning into the better part of themselves. A message not to fight the demons, but accept them as teachers because no matter how fast we run from them, they’ll always be one step ahead. 


Directed by Dylan Wineland

Starring Aaron McClintock

Director of Photography Jacob Callaghan

Cinematography Aiden Ulrich

Assistant Camera Colin Becker

Editor Jacob Callaghan

Assistant Editor Dylan Wineland

Sound Mix Jacob Callaghan 

Additional Sound Keith White Audio

Color Jacob Callaghan

Make Up Sloane Gordon

Title Design Sloane Gordon

Music Jon Hopkins “Singularity” Singularity

Photography Walter Wood and Sloane Gordon

Support from WZRD Media and META


Immortals

A Film by Daniel Fickle

Seoul, Korea


Here you are. Half light, half dark. Caught in the magic of a feeling that never dies. Stay awake, stay alive. Just go.

 

MUSIC

“Movement of Light"

Written & Performed by Kinbrae

Used by permission of Manners McDade Music Publishing Ltd

Taken from the album “Landforms” (2019)

Courtesy of Truant Recordings

Travels with Jason Lee

A Decade on the Road

Written by Jon Beck | Photography by Jon Beck & Jason Lee


I’m walking around New Jersey, having just concluded several days of filming on a motorcycle. Exploring these old neighborhoods on foot makes a person want to skate. Infrastructure built upon the forgotten remnants of itself creates an accidental canvas of creative possibilities. Hiding in plain sight, a broken section of retaining wall points the way over a grassy bank to a misshapen sidewalk slope just beyond. In many ways, a skater’s eye is trained to see beauty and utility in the abandoned and the broken.

Jason Lee is a legendary skateboarder who has translated this aesthetic into a series of photo essays spanning over 10 years. With an arsenal of older cameras, Jason has been steadily building a library of black-and-white slides, color films and Polaroids that are a record of what would otherwise be forgotten America. Sharing a passion for film photography, Jason and I have traveled through portions of the U.S. and Mexico over the years, cameras in tow. On a recent road trip from California to Texas, we revisited some locations from early trips a decade ago. Visible changes over the 10-year span were striking in some cases, and barely perceptible in others. 

Having a tangible, analogue record of everyday people, locations and events creates a more honest historical archive. Where monuments, natural wonders and featured destinations perhaps represent the lion’s share of usual road-trip documentation, the vast majority of what exists on most any journey lies in the supposedly mundane. Life’s narrative is composed mostly of gaps … and written in silence. 

Brevity

Everything is Temporary

Written by Ben Giese & Derek Mayberry
A film by Voca Films | Photography by Jimmy Bowron


Deep in the heart of Colorado’s San Juan Mountains, we ventured to a place where spirits hover in the ether, and the relentless passage of time becomes apparent in the death, decay and life all around us. Colorado is estimated to have had more than 1,500 ghost towns, of which only 640 currently remain. The idea was to spend a few days exploring and appreciating these forgotten relics of the past, but what we found when we arrived was something much more transcendental.

A few hundred miles from Denver, the pavement ended and the hands of time wound back as we navigated the loose rocks and challenging terrain of Colorado’s Alpine Loop. Thunderstorms loomed at our backs, and our motorcycles dotted the high-elevation landscape like obscure pixels on a digital canvas. As we crested the final switchback of Cinnamon Pass and began our descent into the valley below, we could finally see our destination, the small ghost town of Animas Forks.  

This rugged patch of earth is so harsh and remote, we sat there in awe questioning how it was possible for those original settlers to arrive here and build a thriving mining community. At 11,200 feet, the town rests on the edge of treeline, exposed to high winds, avalanches and brutal low temperatures. It’s no place for those of a delicate nature.

Against a backdrop of flowering meadows, the timeworn wooden buildings stand in stark contrast to the surrounding summer blooms – a clear depiction of the struggle between man’s creations and the unforgiving alliance between Mother Nature and Father Time. Off-grid and cut off from modern-day conveniences, there was an awareness between all of us of how vulnerable life was in such a remote and brutal location. 

We explored the area with a sense of respect and appreciation for what it took to live off this land. We could still feel the strife under our feet as we examined the precarious timber framework of the town’s mill. There was a sense of brevity among us as we inspected the last remaining artifacts from a time where only the hardened prospered.

This town was built upon the backs of prospectors, mine workers, and gritty townspeople who didn’t care that future generations would be so enamored by the structures’ skeletal remains over a century and a half later. The first cabin was built in 1873, and by 1876 the town contained 30 homes, a hotel, a general store, a saloon and a post office. At its peak in 1883, Animas Forks was bustling with life, with more than 450 residents. But when mining profits began to decline in the early 1900s, the mines began to close. Mill towns were abandoned when the mining towns they serviced closed. Coal towns were abandoned when the coal (or the need for it) ran out. Stagecoach stops were abandoned when the railroad came through, and rail stops were deserted when the railroad changed routes or abandoned the spurs. By 1920, Animas Forks was a ghost town. Here one moment and gone the next. A memory that will eventually be forgotten, swept away by the sands of time. Like all things. 

If there is one thing we can learn from history, it’s that change is the only constant, and everything is temporary. Death breeds life. It’s all nature. It’s all a cycle. And it’s all guided by the unstoppable force of time. Witnessing the decay of these structures opened our minds to these ideas, and that realization became the theme of our trip, and this issue.

Dusk began to make an appearance, and it was time to continue on. Recent mudslides and remnants of an an avalanche kept us from our planned route out, forcing us to take a longer, more difficult path. It was like a rite of passage, as if the ghosts of Animas Forks were testing our mettle.

As darkness crept in, our broken bikes and exhausted bodies eventually made it back to modern-day civilization. We shared a meal and reflected on the realization that we are all a very small part of something much bigger. That our existence is temporary, and it’s up to us to carry a sense of appreciation throughout our daily lives for the time we have here. We are the sum of our experiences, and we should be grateful that life takes us where it does, however brief that may be.

Eventually the earth will reclaim what remains of these old mining towns. Time devours everything. Be it in the form of flesh or steel, everything inevitably returns to its carbon beginnings. Birth. Life. Death. Decay. Rebirth. We all come from the same matter, and we are all a part of nature’s beautiful, never-ending cycle.

Forever Forward

Volume 016: Available Now

Words by Ben Giese | Photos by Jimmy Bowron


“Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.”

—Horace Mann

The creation of this issue has opened us up to new perspectives on life and death, the passage of time and our connection to nature’s beautiful never-ending cycle. This inspiration began on a journey to uncover a Colorado ghost town hidden deep in the Rocky Mountains. We learned a thing or two observing those forgotten relics of the past as they decayed back into the mountains from which they came. We left with a greater appreciation for the brevity of our existence. Jason Lee’s photography is much the same, showcasing a stark contrast of beauty in the mundane, preserving moments and places that would otherwise be overlooked. We fell in love with these sentiments because most of life’s moments pass by without us even noticing. An awareness to appreciate and embrace those fleeting moments changes everything. That’s why we were so attracted to Richard Chenet’s photo series from 1977. Fragments in time preserved in an emulsion and brought to life over four decades later to celebrate a time and place that would otherwise be insignificant. 

As we watch the leaves change this year we’ve realized that our existence is no different than those glowing golden hues. Here one moment and gone the next, only beautiful because it’s temporary. Forrest Minchinton had these same thoughts when he rode into the sunset of an ancient desert landscape. Life comes and it goes, and the desert is all that remains. Nature always wins. It never fails. Everything is temporary. It’s like when Ivan Tedesco reflects on his incredible racing career, or when we look back at the legacy left behind by bike builder Arlen Ness. The past is gone, and the future doesn’t exist. All we have is now. This was exemplified the hard way this year with the passing of two motorcycle legends, Jesse Combs and Carlin Dunne.

So, the question is: What will you do with all those little moments once you realize how valuable they are? There is a big difference between living and being alive. Keith Saarloos put this awareness into practice over the summer on a 10-day ride with Carey Hart. Letting go and embracing the present brought a whole new meaning to that ride and even a few tears to his eyes. Jean Bolinger and her dog, Cricket, are making the best of their moments, too, taking life one mile at a time on the seat of a motorcycle. 

The sun rises and sets. The seasons change. The years roll by and the world keeps spinning. Time moves forward as our story is still being written. We enjoy this process because these moments are all we have. Grab life by the bars and keep the wheels turning. Forever in motion. Forever forward. 

016 Contents

008 | INTRO Forever Forward

014 | TRAVELS WITH JASON LEE A Decade on the Road

024 | WOMAN’S BEST FRIEND Cricket the Boston Terrier

036 | DEATH OF A DREAM A Symbol of the Human Condition

048 | BENCHMARK A Tribute to Arlen Ness

056 | BREVITY Everything is Temporary

070 | UNDERSTATED Ivan Tedesco

084 | FRAGMENTS IN TIME Photography by Richard Chenet, 1977

096 | ALIVE & WELL Good Times with Carey Hart

106 | RESERVE Revival Limited

108 | REVERB Music selection curated by Forrest Minchinton

110 | A LETER TO CARLIN DUNNE By Dana Brown

 

Who Said Left

Beyond the Wheels with Stefan Lantschner

A film by the Echevarria brothers


Who Said Left is about more than an account of customizing motorcycles in a small garage . It is an insight into the endless determination of Stefan Lantschner, a man who's love of riding motorcycles is only equaled by his passion for building them.

In a world of conformity, Stefan forges his own path, overcoming preconceptions and giving a new definition to flat track riding, outside the racetracks.

"I can’t really describe the feeling of riding a motorcycle. It’s something I don’t feel with anything else. The feeling of speed and adrenaline being in control of everything and searching for the limit.”

Directed by the Echevarria brothers

Produced by The Who Project

Filmed and edited Mito Echevarria

Photography by Javi Echevarria

In association with Koolt Creations

Suported by Magura Powersports & Shoei Helmets

Bruce Brown

The Endurance of On Any Sunday

Words by Brett Smith | Photos courtesy Bruce Brown Films


Bruce Brown was done telling stories. He had nothing left to say, and he asked us if we wanted to see something. Sitting on his front porch back in 2012, we realized the interview was over. Besides, the gnats were holding court in front of our faces, and Brown’s Australian shepherd, Rusty, was anxious to run around. Brown rose from a driftwood bench and motioned for us to follow him inside the house. He had something a couple of fellow gearheads and storytellers would love to see.

Wearing his usual long-sleeved denim shirt and jeans, Brown, a few months shy of his 75th birthday, shuffled down a hallway that was not unlike any typical corridor in a ranch-style home. Keep in mind, this house was north of Santa Barbara, California, and had a view of the Pacific Ocean. The walls were neutral, and the carpet was the color of beach sand. We walked past a plaque that read “Certificate of Nomination for Award,” official recognition that one of his documentaries had been nominated for an Oscar in 1972 (The Hellstrom Chronicle, a movie about insects potentially taking over the world, wound up winning the Academy Award that year). 

Nothing short of actually seeing them could have convinced us what was behind the double doors: hundreds of film reels from 1970 and 1971 in stacks eight high and on six shelves. A 6-foot-tall 1x4 braced the shelving up the middle so it didn’t collapse. “These are the originals,” Brown said of his now-legendary motorcycle film On Any Sunday. He said he kept them in his residence because he once lost a collection from another film in a storage unit fire. 

Scrawled in black marker, the labels — by then peeling and yellowing — indicated where the shoots took place. Some of the locations were unrecognizable to those familiar with the film. Not every shoot made it into the final 96-minute-long documentary.

It was a heavy sight to behold, especially in a world where media is no longer physical. Today it’s only data, ones and zeros inside a hard drive. That closet was a time capsule; more than 300 reels of raw film stacked floor to ceiling, documenting American motorcycle racing in the early 1970s, a truly halcyon era when bike sales were on the brink of exploding. Maybe Brown created the boom. Maybe it was coming regardless. A former Navy man who started surfing in the 1940s, Brown never took credit for his contributions to surfing and motorcycling, the sports he documented. He was humble, but deep down, he knew he had met his intentions. 

After his ninth surfing movie, he had wanted to do something different. The goal with On Any Sunday was similar to that of his most popular surf flick, The Endless Summer; he wanted to change the public’s perception of who motorcycle riders were. That’s why the early minutes of the movie include a scene with a clean-shaven man walking through San Francisco in a suit. That’s why the movie features a lanky yank in El Escorial, Spain, going through a six-day torture test to represent the United States of America. 

“The general perception was ‘Hell’s Angels, bad guys, losers, blah, blah, blah,’” he said. “That’s my favorite thing with Mert [Lawwill], is that his grandmother had never been to a motorcycle race, and they thought he was the black sheep of the family. She went to the theater and saw On Any Sunday, and when Mert came on, she stood up and went, ‘That’s my grandson!’ He went from zero to hero.”

Brown discovered motorcycles late in life. He started riding after making The Endless Summer. He went to Ascot Park for the popular Friday-night races with the same mental picture as the general public: that motorcyclists were all big and burly with nasty demeanors and looking like longshoremen. At Ascot, he experienced friendly, passionate people and a family atmosphere. He bought his first Husqvarna from a talented rider named Malcolm Smith, who worked at K&N Motorcycles at the time. 

“I figured that if I got a Husky, which is what he was riding, then I could ride like Malcolm,” Brown said. “Well, it turns out it wasn’t the bike, it was him [laughs].” Brown marveled at how fast Malcolm could tear down a bike when it needed to be repaired. 

Luckily for the motorcycle world, Brown wanted a break from making surf movies, and he floated the idea around to document racers and racing. For financing, he approached actor Steve McQueen, whom he didn’t know other than his general awareness that the highest-paid Hollywood star was a motorsports fanatic and weekend warrior motorcycle racer. 

“I said, ‘I want to do this movie about motorcycle racing.’ And he said, ‘Oh, cool. What do you want me to do?’ And I said, ‘Well, pay for it.’ He started laughing and said, ‘Hey man, I make movies; I don’t finance them.’ And then I said, ‘OK, then you can’t be in my movie.’ He started laughing. The next day he called me and said, ‘OK, let’s go for it.’ He was the one who put the money up to do it.” 

The Solar Productions film credit in the movie was Steve McQueen’s company. 

A great way to ignite an argument is to bring up the topic of who deserves the praise. In later interviews with Mert Lawwill and Malcolm Smith, they blamed Bruce Brown. Brown blamed Mert and Malcolm. Nobody wanted to take credit for On Any Sunday’s influence on motorcycling, still strong nearly 50 years past its release. Was it Malcolm’s diverse skillset and constant smile? Mert’s unflappability in a failed title defense? Or was the real hero of the movie Brown, the man who sparked the idea, assembled the characters, found the money and directed the film? Brown became aggravated when the subject of how Mert and Malcolm became legends was brought up at all. 

“They’re really good at what they did, and the movie showed it,” he said. “I always say they would have been that anyway. I just basically showed it as it happened. We didn’t make anything up. I don’t want to take credit for something like that. Go on to something else.” 

Malcolm wouldn’t let Brown off that easy. Although he admitted that people still approached him to say that he was the reason they started riding motorcycles, Malcolm was hesitant to accept that responsibility. “It isn’t me!” Malcolm said. “It’s Bruce Brown who did that. He’s the guy who could make people understand the thrill of it and the excitement of it. I was just one of the guys he used.”

When asked how the movie affected his life and career, he smiled and admitted that Husqvarna sales increased considerably. But it’s a little-known story that Malcolm almost said no to what became the biggest opportunity of his life. Luckily for him, Brown was a persistent producer. 

Six months passed after Brown told Malcolm that he was making a motorcycle movie, and he wanted Malcolm to appear in it. In that span, Malcolm had purchased the dealership he worked in. Now a business owner, he had much more responsibility. When Brown called to let Malcolm know about the shoot schedule, Malcolm said he couldn’t do it because he was overwhelmed with learning the financial side of running the business. Brown said he wasn’t starting for a couple of weeks, and that he would call back. 

Today, it’s unimaginable to think of someone else in that starring role, but Brown said Plan B didn’t exist. “I had never thought about it. I wanted Malcolm, and I always knew I was going to get him even if I had to cry.” 

Brown didn’t have to beg. In that two weeks, Malcolm determined on his own that it was something he needed to do. When Brown called back, Malcolm said he had his affairs in line and was ready for the first shoot. But there were still moments where Brown had to pry. Competitions like the International Six Days Trials and the Mexican (Baja) 1000 were events where Malcolm shined, but Brown wanted to see how truly good this man was. He asked him to come to the Widowmaker hill climb, which at the time had not been conquered. 

“Malcolm said, ‘Well, I really can’t leave the shop. How many days is it?’” Brown said.

“Three days,” Brown says Malcolm answered. “What do you make at the shop?”

“Oh, about $100 a day,” Malcolm said. 

“OK, then we’ll give you $300 to go to Salt Lake.”

Malcolm knew Brown was blanketing the country, shooting at motocross, desert and dirt track events as well as drag racing, ice racing and even sidecar. Although OAS filmed with Malcolm several times, he had no idea what was actually going to be used. Brown never told Malcolm that he was going to be one of the three main characters of the movie, along with Mert and McQueen. “I thought I was going to be two or three minutes and gone,” Malcolm said. 

Twenty-four minutes of the film includes Malcolm riding everything from desert events, trials, hill climb, the ISDT, a grand prix and “cow trailing.” The memorable final scenes with all three characters together were filmed in three locations: Baja Peninsula, Brown’s ranch in San Juan Capistrano, and Camp Pendleton, a Marine Corps Base Camp that sits on 17 miles of prime Pacific coastline north of San Diego. When Brown called the military to get into Pendleton, they told him, “No way.” When McQueen called, they said, “How’s tomorrow?”

The ending was part of Brown’s original plan before he shot a single frame of film. It was those moments — three buddies riding together, having fun — that fully represented why people ride motorcycles. Flanked by a movie star and the nation’s top professional motorcycle racer, Malcolm represented the rest of us. He was technically not a professional rider, and we wanted to think we were just like him. 

Realistically, we were the ones stuck in the mud bog at the Elsinore Grand Prix, but Malcolm gave us the impression we could all do it (he still does). 

When Malcolm saw the movie in the theater for the first time he was shocked, and it hit him that he almost said no to the project.  

“And that was the best decision that I ever made.” 

Mert was easy to cast. The 1969 AMA Grand National Dirt Track Champion, Mert’s title defense in 1970 was the primary part of his story. Mert wasn’t (and still isn’t) a particularly outgoing or extroverted man. He didn’t have the cocksure attitude of Gary Nixon, or the youthful spirit of Dave Aldana, but he was the number-one rider, and that title held a lot of weight. “We thought about Aldana, [Mark] Brelsford and different guys, but we thought, ‘Well, there’s a story there whether [Mert] wins it or loses it,’” Brown said. And when asked to participate, Mert just shrugged. 

“I was really narrow-minded at that time and only focused on just racing,” Mert said. “I had no idea who [Bruce Brown] was. He was just another guy, and if the movie turned out great, then that’s really cool. That pyramided into a much more gigantic thing that I ever could have imagined.”

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Because of his participation in the movie, Mert is forever 29 years old, the young man with the thick brown hair walking through San Francisco, looking like he just left a board meeting. He still lives in the same house in Tiburon, California, even though the entire neighborhood today is completely unrecognizable from the scenes in the film. The Lawwill home is surrounded by other dwellings that sell for seven figures and come with views of the Golden Gate Bridge. 

The garage where Mert tuned his Harley-Davidson is now a living room with a billiards table. Mert likes to point out the exact spot where, in the film, he closely examined his transmission’s gearing, searching for a way to shave weight and increase power. He has a new and bigger garage where he developed the first mountain bike suspension (he’s in the Mountain Bike Hall of Fame) and now builds prosthetics for amputees.

His wife, June, was pregnant in the early days of filming, and she wouldn’t allow Brown to film her because she “didn’t want to be pregnant forever.” June Lawwill, who died in the summer of 2018, may have been the only person to foreshadow the unending relevance of the movie. Mert was too busy trying to win another championship to give something like that much thought. 

Mert still gets phone calls from random fans. Some come in the middle of the night because the caller is on a different continent. On his birthday (September 25), his phone is particularly busy.

Six months younger, Malcolm was also 29 during the making of the film, and his favorite moments today are when children think he is Malcolm Smith’s grandfather, which happens when he meets kids in his shop or at dealer meetings. Unable to understand how the elder in front of them could possibly be the same man they saw in the movie their dad recently showed them, they deduce that this must be Malcolm’s grandfather. But they shake his hand and ask him to sign a hat, because he’s still pretty cool.

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Although he enjoyed the making of it, Malcolm never imagined a lifetime of recognition from the movie. He shakes lots of hands at gatherings and smiles when people give him the credit for convincing them to ride motorcycles. He still can’t believe the movie’s endurance. “They’re still selling the movie; kids are still watching it,” he said. “I really thought the movie, in a year, would be completely forgotten, shelved, and nobody would even remember it.”

When pressed for answers on why a decades-old motorcycle documentary still endures, why it still influences and inspires, and how it’s even still relevant, none of these men ever raised their hands. Brown might not have directly helped them win any championships or gold medals, but Mert and Malcolm became two of the greatest mononyms in motorsports history — just say the words “Mert” or “Malcolm,” and everyone knows to whom you’re referring. 

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Brown died in December 2017, nine days after his 80th birthday. He holds a special place in the surf and motorcycle industries (including their respective halls of fame), and his son Dana Brown will soon release a tribute documentary to his dad called Bruce Brown: A Life of Endless Summers. At the center of the movie is a road trip Brown took with his three children to visit as many of his old friends as he could. The film is due out in the summer of 2019. 

And the On Any Sunday film reels? They’re still in that closet, awaiting their own afterlife.

Aperture

Photography by Dylan Gordon

Featured in Volume 009


 

As a photographer, i am constantly looking into the lives of my subjects. Looking with everything i have lived, my knowledge, experience and total involvment, enabling me to relate to my subjects. Understanding this allows me to share these relationships with the world.

Creating is my love and passion. I'm driven by something given to me by my father that I cannot manage to articulate; My mind is constantly driven by new concepts, ideas and visions of what I can create, achieve and do. I work to spend my life exploring and experiencing everything this life can give me, everywhere and anywhere I can. Meeting and telling the stories of the people that fill my life. Family and Friends are everything to me, without them I would likely be a shadow of the person I am today. 

Living life behind the lense is my muse. I am forever infatuated by where my camera will take me and the things I will capture with this amazing tool. 

 

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Steadfast

This is Moto: Behind the Lens of Avery Rost

Produced by Meraki Digital Cinema


stead·fast /ˈstedˌfast/
adjective

1. fixed in direction; steadily directed.
2. firm in purpose, resolution, faith, attachment, etc., as a person.
3. unwavering, as resolution, faith, adherence, etc.
4. firmly established, as an institution or a state of affairs.
5. firmly fixed in place or position

Written and Directed By: Avery Rost
Starring: Blake Hansen
Production Company: Meraki Digital Cinema
Produced By: James Wesner
Voiceover: Mike Williams
Music: Tony Anderson
Sound Design: Avery Rost
Audio Engineer: Mike Williams
Driver: Jeffrey Keeble
BTS Production Company: Impulse Media
BTS Photography: Jeffrey Keeble
BTS Cinematography: Lyle Keeble
Location: Motovation Mx