Joining a Motorcycle Club

Joining a motorcycle club is the easy bit, earning your patch can be fairly easy (depending on club) but keeping it once earned is the hardest part, anyone can tell you this. 

Looking for a real club near you to join or hang around with? Try the Search Box and look for local motorcycle clubs, go for an MCC if in the UK it is the best way to start and learn what it all means.

Want to join a real motorcycle club?

Ask a local club member as you’ll have clubs in your area wherever you live, just ask around and there’s always something on at a weekend like a biker rally or a show, so look it up and check them out, you won’t regret it and could be the best thing you’ve ever done in your life.

If you’re thinking of joining a motorcycle club here’s a minuscule bit of info of my experience in clubs that may or may not give newbies a clue on how to go about it but I’m gonna write just a few words that might help prospective hangarounds!

My time in motorcycle clubs were the best days of my life, club life was my life, I expect club will always be a part of my life even as I can no longer ride and continue to spiral downhill with various health issues and it shouldn’t but being in my mid 60’s & sick I’ve become a retired biker, I think that’s fair to say as I am a biker, always have been and always will.

If you’re thinking of joining a motorcycle club & wearing or as we bikers say, ‘flying’ a patch you usually expect to become brothers eventually by showing trust & loyalty to the club and members but that’s not always foreseen.

I’ve been in and around several motorcycle clubs gaining plenty of experience from front & full back patch clubs, MCC to 1%ers and despite the bickering and ups & downs I’ve seen or experienced, I’ve never had a real problem and can honestly say life doesn’t get much better when belonging, an extended family as we call it.

I easily & quickly moved on from one bad experience in quite a large international motorcycle club that I had put everything into but found the right path by putting that time behind me and accepting an offer made from a 1%er club, real brother bikers, best move I ever made!

I’ve only ever thrown my patch in or left in good standing, my last club membership I retired in good standing due to health reasons.

If you ever lose or throw your patch you’ll likely be one of those ‘out in bad standing’
I wouldn’t know but I can imagine what life would be like 👹, not very pleasant.

I helped form another club, MCC, became president as well as a founding member and spent a few years riding & knowing that the guys by my side always had my back, these were the real deal,  ‘my brothers’. One hundred percent dedication and loyalty to each other, something I’d never really known of before when belonging in a motorcycle club.

This was the life for me but unfortunately poor health forced me to retire from club a few years later, but I was still me and my brothers are always there for me, despite having to part with my bike, I am a biker always & forever!

I love the clubs scene, I class myself as being a biker as many people that ride will do on custom builds, chops & Harleys. However there are many others that don’t and generally ride sports bikes (Plastic Crap) or scooters & mopeds etc.

Bikers are generally known as having long hair, long beards, wear leather jackets & filthy jeans and cause mayhem in every town or village we rode to! Well that was the case 40 years ago when I started life as a biker officially early in the early 70’s but things change.

I used to wear the ‘originals’ the unwashed Levi jeans thick in crap and ripped so always had to wear a half decent pair of jeans underneath, even then the dirty oil use to get through to my skin.

Steel capped wellies or jackboots with fisherman’s socks, cuts usually in denim as it was cheap and far easier to cover in studs, chains and badges. I also used to have a postman’s (I think it was but it could have been anything as long as it looked right) hat with the sides pinned down to look Nazi style and of course covered in studs and chains for under the chin. A lot of the gear we used to nick from pet shops or army surplus stores, once a Saturday as my old man would find and burn my cut-off most weeks.

A biker nowadays is more likely to have a skin head, be clean shaven or sport a small goatee, smell of aftershave, wear shiny leather trousers and behave, depending on how many beers or JD’s have been sunk! Fortunately there’s still plenty of old school boys alive & riding, they have my utmost respect.

Other motorcyclists like to be known as just that or as a rider but a biker to me is part of belonging to a very large group of like minded people. Most are very friendly and will do anything to help each other. I have met hundreds of bikers in my years and many I would class as good friends or even now as brothers including 1%ers and MCC’s.

Any questions I may be able too help with or you’d like to add, please feel free to leave a comment in the comments form below.