One other thing I've been told on the gaurdian bell, you can't buy one for your own bike.....

They have to be (should be)a gift from another rider as good luck with your new bike kind of thing.

The guy I bought my '76 FLH from got me one after I brought it all back to life. I drilled the front crash bar underneith and hung it right out for everyone to see and in a perfect spot to protect me from.

 

The Legend of the Ride Bell
Many years ago, on a cold December night, a crusty old biker was returning from a trip to Mexico with his saddlebags filled with toys and other assorted trinkets for the kids at a group home near where he worked.
As he rode along that night thinking how lucky he had been in life, having a loving riding partner that understood his need to roam the highways and to his trusty old pan that hadn’t let him down once in the many years they had shared the road together.
Well about 40 miles north of the border, in the high desert, lurked a small group of notorious little critters known as road gremlins. You know, the ones who always leave little obstacles like, one shoe, boards, and pieces of old tires on the road, and also dig those dreaded potholes for bikers to run over and crash, thus giving the road gremlins a chance to rejoice over their acts of evil.
Well, as the lone wolf of a biker rounded a curve that moonlit night, the gremlins ambushed him, causing him to crash to the asphalt and skid before coming to a stop next to one of his saddlebags that had broken free. As he lay there, unable to move, the road gremlins made their way towards him. Well, this biker, not being one to give up, started throwing things at the gremlins as they approached him. Finally, with nothing else to throw but a bell, he started ringing it in hopes to scare off the dirty little gremlins.
About a half a mile away, camped in the desert, were two bikers sitting around the campfire talking about their day’s ride, and the freedom of the wind blowing in their faces as they rode across this vast country. In the stillness of the night air they heard what sounded to them like church bells ringing, and upon investigating, found the old biker lying along the roadside with the gremlins about to get him. Needless to say, being part of the biker brotherhood, they preceded to ward off the gremlins until the last ran off into the night.
Being grateful to the two bikers, the old road dog offered to pay them for their help, but as all true bikers do, they refused to accept any type of payment from him. Not being one to let a good deed go unnoticed, the old biker cut two pieces of leather from his saddlebags tassels and tied a bell to each one. He then placed them on each of the biker’s motorcycles, as near to the ground as possible. The tired, old road warrior then told the two travelers that with those bells placed on their bikes, they would be protected from the road gremlins and that if ever in trouble, just ring the bell and a fellow biker will come to their aid.
So, whenever you see a biker with a bell, you know that he has been blessed with the most important thing in life—friendship from a fellow biker.
The Purpose of the Ride Bell
Many of us have heard the story about Evil Road Spirits. They are little gremlins that live on your bike. They love to ride, and they’re also responsible for most of your bike’s problems. Sometimes your turn signals refuse to work; your battery goes dead, the clutch needs adjustment, or any of several hundred things that can go wrong. These problems are caused by Evil Road Spirits.
Evil Road Spirits can’t live in the presence of the bell, because they get trapped in the hollow of the bell. Among other things, their hearing is supersensitive, so the constant ringing of the bell and the confined space drives them insane. They lose their grip and eventually fall to the ro

 

My pops picked me up a Deal's Gap bell on his last trip to christen the new bike...

 

i have a bell that my ex got for me when i bought my first bike

 

I wrecked my bike on May 18th and ever since the accident I have been given six of those bells. Still haven't figured out where I'm hanging them all.

 

Don't have one.

 

I bought one to give as a gift at the local Harley dealer. They all have them.

 

Of course someone who sells bells is going to write that the magic works for someone who buys their own. It's plain marketing. I had mine given to me...and I gave my brother his when he bought a bike.

 

My riding friend had a bell on his Dyna Wide Glide. I guess the theives that got his bike at Daytona Biketoberfest 2005 sold that as a separate part.

 

Don't ask your wife to buy you one. Just bring them up in conversation. Tell her what they are for and how some who cares about you should give you one. Let her take it from there. Asking for one is kinda like buying it for yourself.