Motorcycles and Their Riders

Michael Lichter's photography has been judged to be of superior quality by decades of motorcyclists and enthusiasts who stop to admire his prints. Custom builders bring their latest creation to his studio in Boulder Colorado, or to a motorcycle event set up to get Michael's perspective. Celebrities have and continue to invite him to take more photos. Motorcycle manufacturers and suppliers from around the world invite him to their events. And, motorcycle industry leaders pay his way to do what comes natural - a carte blanch directive that provides no directive at all, but recognizes that Michael's artistic acumen supersedes anything they might suggest to get a photo that will capture the magic of their motorcycling adventures.

Marc Ward has been a motorcycle rider for forty years. Today, Marc pilots a 2009 Harley-Davidson Road King, but he started his motorcycling career, at age twelve, on a Honda Z50 mini-bike. In those days, Marc's father would load the mini-bike in the trunk of the car and take him to the trails to ride. From the beginning, Marc says he was hooked.

When Rod Johnsen was growing up in Nackawic, Canada, Johnny Dyer's bike was the stuff of local legend. Dyer, who lived in Millville and worked at the Nackawic pulp and paper mill, sunk a lot of money in bringing his 1975 XL hardtail Harley-Davidson to area streets, Johnsen said.

James Potter thrives as a manager and master technician in an industry that produces what is widely viewed as the most efficient of human transporters; i.e., the bicycle. For the past 20 years, up to and including the present, he toils for Vecchio's Bicicletteria in Boulder, Colorado.

James Unger, a self proclaimed "motor fan" (anything with power and speed), since his early years, is now in his late 30s and General Manager of Pratt Management Company in Longmont, Colorado. In early 2008, James purchased a Harley-Davidson FLSTSB Softail Cross Bones motorcycle. It was the unique post-war era bobber styling that attracted him and while taking inventory of the showroom, Unger says, "After seeing the Cross Bones, there really wasn't anything else there for me."