What unfolded on only the second official ride of this remarkable Malta Chapter is something few could have predicted. In a truly extraordinary turnout, no fewer than 57 Harley-Davidson motorcycles gathered for the occasion—surpassing even the impressive attendance of the previous Sunday. What once seemed ambitious has now become reality, marking a significant milestone in the Chapter’s early journey. This ride was also notable for being an open event, welcoming guests to joi

What a run this has been… a great run… an amazing run… and yes, one hell of a blast! I never thought I’d be the one writing this final note—but here we are. Life has a funny way of putting you in the rider’s seat when you least expect it. Being one of the newer members, I can honestly say that La Valette exceeded every expectation. Saying the group was “alive” doesn’t quite cut it—it was a full-on, roaring engine. Vibrant, positive, and constantly pulling in new blood. And so

The gods blessed us with some proper riding weather—just in time for what might have been La Valette’s last Sunday run. 9:00 am. Kettles on. Chrome shining. Engines rumbling. Now that’s a combination we can all get behind. As always, a strong crew turned up—good numbers, great energy, and the usual mix of coffee, banter, and harmless debate. Topic of the day? The possible merger of LVM with Malta Chapter… serious stuff. But let’s be honest—none of that stood a chance once Hac

First full March weekend of the month — and we made sure to make it a good one. Friday tried to scare us a little. The weather looked like it wanted to spoil the weekend and give us a proper soaking. Instead, we just got a light drizzle. Honestly, it felt more like a quick road-cleaning service before the weekend ride. So thanks for that, Zeus. Saturday – The Usual (And We Like It That Way) Saturday means one thing: get the Harley out. Or… whatever bike you can get your hands

And finally, the weather gods granted us a dry and sunny winter weekend. FINALLY! On Saturday some of us gathered at our clubhouse at WKD for the usual Garage Saturday. It’s amazing how we always find the time — and the arguments — about bike improvements, customisations and future travel plans. Very impressive… and slightly suspicious 😄 Sunday was the day. Getting to Kettles in the morning was a bit of an ordeal. Thanks to the Malta Marathon, a lot of roads were closed to t

It’s been a while since we last wrote about it, but Garage Saturdays still rock — and yesterday was no exception. A solid crew rolled in at WKD for the weekly catch-up: coffee in hand, plenty of banter, and the usual day-dreaming about our bikes. Because let’s be honest… planning the next upgrade is almost as good as riding. Almost. From WKD we cruised over to Amuri for the customary “just one drink”… which, as always, turned into a couple. Great vibe, great company, and the

It was a quiet afternoon in a small village square in Malta. My wife and I were sitting beside our Harley, enjoying a relaxed coffee (not necessarily true) and watching the world move at its gentle Mediterranean pace. Suddenly, an elegant elderly lady approached us with a warm and curious expression. She looked at our motorcycle and asked a simple yet profound question: “Why do motorcycle riders always have a smile?” As a proud Harleyista, I knew exactly what she meant. Her q

Our first official event of the year kicked off with the AGM. Boringly normal? Not a chance. Not with La Valette. Even though the weather gods clearly woke up on the wrong side of the clouds, the event was a real bash, with a strong turnout that proved once again—we ride rain or shine (well… almost). The day didn’t exactly start on a high note. Due to wet roads, strong winds, and the promise of even more rain, we had to cancel the ride. Not ideal—but safety first, chrome seco

And just like that… He did. After a full week of wind, rain, and snow (yes, real snow — not that fake hail nonsense), and knowing the coming week wasn’t planning on being any kinder, we were blessed with a clear Sunday morning. And what do bikers do on a clear Sunday morning? They ride. Hell yeah, we ride. La Valette never misses moments like these. We kicked things off with an early coffee at Kettles. The usual banter, laughs, membership renewals, travel plans — in other wor

Motorcycling in Malta is often perceived today as a modern response to congestion, lifestyle freedom, or leisure culture. Yet the roots of motorcycles on the island stretch back more than a century and are deeply intertwined with Malta’s colonial past, wartime experience, migration patterns, and changing social aspirations. Over the last hundred years, motorcycles in Malta have evolved from utilitarian military tools and working-class transport into cultural symbols, leisure

Eight Years of Brotherhood, Harley Spirit, and the HOG Lifestyle Eight years ago, a simple need brought a group of Harley‑Davidson enthusiasts together on the island of Malta. They were riders who wanted more than just owning a Harley—they wanted to live the full Harley lifestyle, share the road, and create a community that stretched far beyond the island’s shores. From that moment, La Valette Malta was born, and it has never looked back. From its earliest days, the group foc

New year. New calendar. Clear skies. Cool temperatures. Dry roads. Great crowd. Amazing vibes. One seriously sexy parking lot! Yes, we kicked off 2026 with a bang. The riding gods smiled upon us with a perfect winter day—and sure as hell, we didn’t waste it. It all started at Kettles. Yes, our usual haunt. Solid turnout. Plenty of catching up to do, because we hadn’t seen each other since last year… so you know how that goes. The vibe was so good the briefing started late (su

We kicked off the year on full throttle, continuing the momentum that began years ago and showing no signs of slowing down. The engines keep revving, the horsepower of brotherhood keeps growing, and our shared love and passion for Harley-Davidson motorcycles — with the true H.O.G. mindset — continues to evolve. Riding, meeting people, and building friendships on the road is a journey that never stops. January We started the year on 5th January with the first ride of the year,

Yes, the riding for 2025 is done. But before we parked the bikes, we had one last mission to handle — charity. Yes, our members are solid. Yes, our Ladies of Harley are something special. And yes, this puts La Valette top of the league — we show up, others try to keep up. So what was today? Just a normal Tuesday in December… or so it looked. Our own Phyllis (LOH), backed up by a few members, rolled out to deliver goodies and essential supplies to Fondazzjoni Sebħ in Ħamrun. T

December kicked off with our traditional showdown: humans vs. Christmas tree. We met at WKD on Saturday morning, bravely ready to take on this monumental task. Spirits were high… and for safety reasons, we armed ourselves with mulled wine and mince pies. Purely for morale, of course. With a dozen supervisors and only two actual workers, the job went surprisingly smoothly. Funny how that happens. The morning cruised by like a dream — garage Saturdays always have their own char

We just boarded the ferry on our way back to the Rock after the HOG Inverno event in Salerno… and wow, what a weekend! Memories, memories, memories. Yes, it’s HOG Inverno. Yes, it was cold. Yes, we had some beautiful sunny days. And yes, we also got our fair share of rain on the road. All as expected… or was it? Truth is, every HOG event is special, and this year’s Inverno was no exception. As usual, La Valette rolled in strong to join our Etna Chapter buddies. Some rode all

For much of their history, motorcycle helmets have been as much about self-expression as protection—and the earliest helmets didn’t provide much of the latter. Back when football players wore soft leather helmets, motorcycles were just starting to dot the American countryside and city streets. Speeds were lower and there was no traffic density. Those first motorcycle “helmets” were made of thin leather or cloth, and primarily succeeded in keeping the wearer’s hair in place. T

After months of planning, fundraising, and countless hours of hard work by our amazing LOH (seriously, you make us all proud!), the big charity weekend finally arrived. But let’s take it step by step. Saturday was pure fun. A solid group of us met at WKD to prepare the San Martin bags. Massive thanks to our generous sponsors—Alfsons, Christian Micallef, Maypole, Sottozero, Cala Lido and Keys Pub. Without your contributions, none of this would have been possible. You rock—full