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  • Suzuki, President Solo Angels MC. Tijuana, Mexico. 1995 <br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1995 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: Suzuki liked the glorified hogs, but not the pretentious attitudes of the riders. Although he had none of the trappings of his fellow riders; no money, no Harley, and limited budget for food and drink, he rode along. His nature was different though. He was wild, enjoyed a good drunk and a fistfight. He chased the women, and wore his rags with pride. He soon tired of the Road Angels style and quit. Ultimately he started his own club the Solo Angels. He worked odd jobs for six years and saved for his first and last Harley. In 1968 Suzuki bought a used Sportster and built his first chopper. He raked the frame, extended the front-end, built a set of long upswept fishtails and mounted them to a tall and sharp as a knife sissybar. He dug up the first coffin gas tank to be seen south of the border, bolted on a set of tall buckhorn handlebars and got the most radical paint job in the city. He set the ramshackle town on fire every time he blew through. After almost thirty years, he's still straddling the same machine with his colors. It has been his one and only, his true love. <br />
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By K. Randall Ball, from an interview with Suzuki
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  • Bear Butte from Glencoe. Sturgis, SD. 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter<br />
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The Story: Glencoe appeared as a campground after City Park closed in the early 1980’s.  It has grown into the largest campground during bike week.  In fact, it is probably comparable to the larger towns in South Dakota for those few days a year.  The people that stay at Glencoe seem to go back year after year.  It has a great feel to it that lets you know you are in the west, probably because of the openness.  I also love that it has a “motorcycles only” camping area.
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  • Heading South on Highway 85. Black Hills, SD. 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: Sunday morning, heading through the hills for the last ride of the week.  It's brisk out as you climb, the cool morning air energizing.  South of Deadwood, the road opens up into sweeping curves and you rock back and forth, accelerating out of each turn.  Moving forward, you know where you are going, but at the same time, you are lost in the wonderful journey.
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  • WCW at Lynn's, Sturgis, South Dakota, 1999.
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  • Maverick Junction. Riding to Sturgis, 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: Truck stops and cafes help me remember my travels.  The journey blends together in a swirl of images and memories but the truck stop is frozen in my mind. I put four gallons in the tank, park and go in for a chicken fried steak. The waitress’s twang and variations in the menu give me a flavor for the land.
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  • Bikes Across the Plains. I-90, WY. 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter<br />
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The Story: The plains glisten in the bright western sun while bikes and a dotted line converge in the distance.  A "Stonehenge" like shadow from the overpass marks the land.
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  • Main Street from the Tower. Sturgis, SD. 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: Unlike an outlaw motorcycle club, the "Weasels" came together, according to Kim Peterson, one of the founders, as a drinking club with a motorcycle problem.  It grew from a small group in Agoura Hills, CA. into a loose knit organization of fun seekers that can be found all across America as well as in Japan, Finland, Sweden, Denmark, Canada, Mexico and Ireland.  They're easy to spot, especially if you find yourself in a bar on a Wednesday night, the official Weasel drinking night ("Weasel Wednesday"), and you see a biker in a bright orange T-shirt, a weasel across the chest and a drink in hand.
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  • Sportster John & Arlene’s Wedding. Evergreen, CO. 1980<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1980 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: When Sportster John and Arlene married in Eldorado Springs, CO, the big question was would he still be “Sportster John” even though his bride surprised him with keys to a brand new “Wideglide.” As part of the festivities, we rode to the Little Bear in Evergreen but clouds moved in and we moved out.  The moniker lasted.  The marriage didn’t.
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  • Main Street from the Tower, Sturgis, South Dakota, 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of QUANT. Photo ©YEAR Michael Lichter.
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  • Drag Race Finals. Sturgis, SD. 1999<br />
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Limited Edition Print. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: The drags seem to be different than all other types of motorcycle racing.  For one thing, people that say they have no interest in motorcycle racing seem to love going to the drags.  Even the bike clubs participate.  It’s their chance to put their skill, and machines, on the line against other clubs.
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  • Al Klein, Pres. Antelope Valley Sundowners. CA. 1995<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1995 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: Al Klein was president of the Antelope Valley Chapter of the Sundowners Motorcycle Club when I photographed him in his Acton, CA. motorcycle shop.  He may still be the club president but I don't think he still has the shop.  I tried to contact him to send him a print but had no luck; the number has been disconnected and there is no record of the shop.  For a variety of reasons, bikers tend to not leave trails behind them as they move on to a new job or home.  Perhaps, this is why at runs like Sturgis, there is so much excitement on the street as friends greet friends.  It is the one place they know they can find each other.
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  • Parking Lot Burnout, Beulah, WY. 1999r<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1999 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: When that sun drops below the horizon, the temperature cools to near perfect and everyone moves with more life.  This "magic hour" has always been my favorite time to photograph people. They light up and the energy begins to sizzle.  Anything can happen.
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  • JR, Sons of Silence MC National President,  Colorado, 1997<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 15. Photo ©1997 Michael Lichter.
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  • Sloopy, Diablos MC. San Bernadino, CA. 1995<br />
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Limited Edition Print from an edition of 50. Photo ©1995 Michael Lichter.<br />
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The Story: An alternate lifestyle swept Sloopy into a legendary club of outlaws. Although, his lifestyle was raucous, violent, drug ridden and outside the law, he had his father's stability. During the most notorious days of his outlaw youth he worked a steady job for 12 years. Despite the drugs, the dealing, and the death of his father, he remained a stalwart member of his ever changing club for 32 years, only leaving for two years during the mid eighties. "They weren't listening or paying attention to the writing on the wall", Sloopy explained. Family ultimately saved him from the fate of many outlaw motorcyclists. His girl friend of 20 years and now his wife for half a decade, Rose, reined him in from the world of constant drug use before he self-destructed.
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