Rolling thru the Garden State, one has to venture out to a place where the roots of a local biker were planted, watered, and survived for the past 48+ years. While Jersey soil is rich in nutrients and hell it doesn’t get the name the Garden State for nothing, this place is rich in motorcycle culture and old iron. It’s definitely a one of a kind place that has survived the evolution of the H-D kingdom that now graces every prominent exit on every mile of interstate (ok, well not really every mile, LOL, but close!).