Destination Paradise: Hawaii Part – 1

Jan 30, 2013 View Comments by

Destination ParadiseIt’s been 15 years since I have been to Hawaii; in many ways it seems nothing has changed. The air is still charged with a sense of possibility, and the light makes shadows deeper and sunsets glow amber. Yeah, I really like Hawaii. I would live here if I could afford it, just think, 365 days of riding!

Fifteen years ago I was here on business. This time it’s to “explore,” three islands, Maui, the touristy one, Kauai, the Garden Island, and Oahu, home of the largest city, Honolulu. I’m also going to pay a visit to an old client, Cycle City, home to Pacific Harley-Davidson of Hawaii. Where better to start than the place that rents new Harleys? They even have a program with a cruise line where at every island stop a bike will be waiting for you, giving new meaning to the word “cruise.”

Cycle City has 40 new bikes for rent, none with more than 5,000 miles on it. Though reservations are advised, most walk-ins can be accommodated. Ideally, most reservations are made online at What you won’t find for rent is trikes, because in their words, “we’re not in the business of teaching riding.” Good thing that almost every renter is a rider, most with their own Harley at home. As expected, the busiest time of year is winter (which is an average of sunny and 76 degrees). Though Hawaii is a no-helmet state, you can still rent one, which is a whole lot better than trying to squeeze one into an overhead compartment.

At the time of this writing, Cycle City is running a $99.00 per day special. By definition, a day runs from 8:30 a.m. to 5:00 p.m., and specials like this throughout the year are not uncommon. Gas is running $4.05 per gallon for regular, but don’t count on using much, you’re on an island. For the same reason you really can’t get lost either, just drive till you hit water and then turn left or right.

What the people at Cycle City would like to make clear is that both renting a bike and riding the island are as easy as pie, pineapple pie of course. Ride on!

Next up: Hawaiian Style


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About the author

A Wisconsin farm boy, I learned how to ride a cow, before a horse and way before a motorcycle. I first started riding on my 16th birthday and I took my first real ride at my party: I pulled a wheelie and dug a trench in the lawn, which sent the bike in one direction and me in another. I was irrevocably hooked!