Hop on a Harley to Tea

Text by Sylvia Evans •  Photography by Maria Allan

My former neighbor Donna asked me to play host to 22 ladies for an elegantly appointed Easter tea. My guests were not your typical tea ladies, nor did they arrive in the usual manner. They came up my quiet rural road on motorcycles, in a cacophony of blaring engines and deafening noise. Not one of them wore a tea-party hat or even a dress. Black leather and glossy helmets were the obligatory attire for these attendees, all members of a female motorcycle group—The Ladies of Harley. Yes, that’s Harley, as in Harley Davidson® motorcycles.