It's Getting Ridiculous
Everybody wants the techs at the dealership to be superbly trained and motivated, and to always do a great job.
AND, they want the labor rates to be so low that you wouldn't go anywhere else.
AND, they want every brand new motorcycle to be below MSRP.
AND, they want all the motorclothes, boots, helmets, and accessories to be 100% American made, and priced below online prices.
AND, they want every rider to do all his own work, otherwise they're not real bikers.
Of course, if every rider did all his own work, the dealers and indies would all be out of business.
Of course, if all the labor rates were low enough to please the haters, then all the good techs would be making more money at McDonald's.
That's beyond naive, it's idiotic.
1. I support my dealership, whenever possible. They're incredible. Really.
2. I have my limits. Two Michelin Commander II's through the dealer are $500 plus tax. Installation, $250. Total, $750. If I buy the tires online, they're $300. If I take the wheels off, installation is $120. Total, $420.
$750 vs $420. Not a moment's hesitation on that one.
I have had five Harleys and the dealers have become progressively worse. Before you got to know the wrench and they told the truth, now it's dudes behind a desk with their manual on how to stiff folks.
There isn't any incentive anymore to buy a new bike. Stay with a trusted privateer. they want your business and will work to get and keep it.
Not Harley, to them you are just another cow to milk...
The Best of Harley-Davidson for Lifelong Riders
I ride these, I maintain them, I change their tires, I love them. They are my mules, my horses, my means of transportation, and my access to sanity. Nearest motorcycle dealer is 60 miles, nearest Triumph and Harley dealers are almost 200 miles. These guys are MINE, not some dealer's.
Doesn't make me better, doesn't make me anything - but different. Very different and, apparently, much more happy.
I ride these, I maintain them, I change their tires, I love them. They are my mules, my horses, my means of transportation, and my access to sanity. Nearest motorcycle dealer is 60 miles, nearest Triumph and Harley dealers are almost 200 miles. These guys are MINE, not some dealer's.
Doesn't make me better, doesn't make me anything - but different. Very different and, apparently, much more happy.








