Well here is my bike.
Got it August 2012.
It s a 1999 Sportster 1200S. One carb. Double spark plug. Came bone stock with windshield baggers and all.
Paid this with photo money. Pretty proud of myself at the time.
She’s taken me to the south of france twice without a single issue.
When I got the bike, I kind of thought that I wasn’t gonna put my hands into this one, because I knew very little about Harleys, and about bikes in general (let’s face it)
My obsession for choppers became so intense though, that I put all my misconceptions about them aside and decided Harley Davidson was the one and only bike I’d own for the rest of my life.
The day I got the bike, the honk was the only think that didn’t work. Went to the dealership and bought a new one for 30€, but of course when I went ahead to replace the old one, the didn’t have the exact same bolt size, so there you go… down the “change everything I can on my bike” syndrome.
After changing bars 5 times and finally being able to get a decent paint job done, I look at my bike and get to a point where I no longer want to change anything. It’s not perfect of course, and it certainly doesnt look like a bay area chopper, but 90% of the work on it was done by myself.
Regular maintenance, oil changes, battery issues, rewiring a bit, relocated speedo, riserless bars, 4 over tubes with 21” Avon, chopped rear fender, stainless sissy bar, paint job, a bit of carb tweaking here and there, and some gasket changes. And last but not least get rid of the horrible forward controls and the shocks.
I’ve also made mistakes and broken shit. You can’t succeed every single time. Fail is learning. I’ve learned a lot, discovered stuff that inspires me, met some good people, and of course : I ride this bike pretty much everyday.
It has changed since I took these photos.
I love these bikes and were they take me as a man.