Harley Davidson in Pont-à-Mousson

Harley Davidson motorcycles and American cars were the main parts of the Crazy American weekend in Pont-à-Mousson. By arriving near the parking place, we could already hear and see Harley Davidson bikers, all dressed in black, of course.

We looked at some motorcycles near the entrance and by walking a bit further away, I noticed a group of people wearing the Rats d'Egouts (Sewers Rats) jackets. This bikers' club has been in Toul for more than 30 years and my husband used to meet them in the 1980s. We stopped and started chatting with them, speaking about old friends. I couldn't help thinking "Harley biker one day, Harley biker always".

Then we discovered all these Harley Davidson machines, more or less comfortable, more or less powerful. Some were so big, with plenty of travel paks, saddle bags, and plenty of chrome. The noise of the engine is so typical, compared to Japanese, German or Italian motorcycles.

I think that one likes Harley Davidson or doesn't like Harley Davidson. You can't be indifferent. About thirty years ago I would have said it was too impressing and a world too different for me. Nowadays I quite like it.