Bartel’s Harley-Davidson storefront with bikers and motorcycles out front.

BARTELS’ HARLEY-DAVIDSON: A DIFFERENT BREED OF DEALERSHIP

Written by Max Barna

Photography by Max Barna and Jesse Carmody

H-D Staff Writer Max Barna is on a mission to visit every dealer in the US. Here's a recount of his visit to the iconic Bartel’s Harley-Davidson.

You don’t end up at Bartels’ Harley-Davidson by accident. It’s perched on a stretch of Lincoln Boulevard that doubles as California’s legendary Highway 1, a road that’s carved through more American lore than most novels. 

Less than ten minutes from Venice Beach, just far enough inland to miss the boardwalk chaos, Bartels’ feels like its own world. One where bikes are always coming and going, the stories run deep, and the family behind the name still shows up to work every day. 

And once you’re there, it’s hard to leave.

I rolled into the landmark dealership on a Friday afternoon. My second stop of the day, I pulled my 2025 Low Rider® ST (Thanks for the loaner, H-D!) into one of the narrow-slotted bike spots right out front, threw my jacket over the bars, and grabbed my camera from one of the hard bags.

  • Bartel’s owner and staff pose for a photo in front of a dealership sign.
  • Motorcycles parked in front of the Bartel’s wall of fame, showing all the celebrities who have bought motorcycles from them over the years.

It was busy the way a legendary dealership like theirs always seems to be, but I didn't have to look long before I was greeted by different members of the Bartels family—first Glenn, then Colton, then Ron, and then finally the legend himself, Bill Bartels—all of whom welcomed me with stiff handshakes and happy smiles.

When we got into the dealership and found a quiet corner for me to ask some questions, it quickly felt less like an interview and more like catching up with old friends.

That’s sort of the whole deal here. You’re not just walking into a Harley dealership. You’re stepping into a family business that operates today the same way it has for the last 40 years. Old school.

YOU’RE NOT JUST WALKING INTO A HARLEY DEALERSHIP. YOU’RE STEPPING INTO A FAMILY BUSINESS THAT OPERATES TODAY THE SAME WAY IT HAS FOR THE LAST 40 YEARS. OLD SCHOOL.

But what makes Bartels’ so special? Let’s start at the beginning.

The Bartels story starts well before Marina del Rey was home.

Before Bartels’ became one of the most recognized names in Southern California’s Harley scene, Bill Bartels was just a young guy chasing speed in the dirt.

He got his first bike, a clapped-out 250 BSA, sometime in his early twenties. Though his passion for two wheels started in the dirt, it quickly snowballed. By 1964, he was riding a Sportster, and from that moment forward, everything he rode had a Harley badge on it.

By 1971, Bill was all in, working as a service writer at LA Harley.

In 1983, Bill took over the franchise and opened up shop in Culver City. While the dealership wasn’t much at just 5,000 square feet, for the better part of a decade, that little spot (thanks to the stewardship of Bill, Ron and Bill’s other son, the late Rick Bartels) became ground zero for what the Bartels name would come to mean in the SoCal Harley world.

  • A vintage photo of Bartel’s staff at their grand opening in 1983.
  • A vintage photo of Bartel’s Harley-Davidson race bike.

While they admittedly struggled early on, by 1988, Bartels’ Harley-Davidson was selling more Harleys than anyone else in the world. Yes, really.

By the early ‘90s, the family relocated the business west to the place they still call home today: Marina del Rey.

Today, the dealership spans over 40,000 square feet. But even with all that space, it doesn’t feel like some bloated showroom operation. It’s tight, focused, and intentional.

“We saw what happens when dealerships get too big,” Ron says. “The owner’s never around. The employees feel expendable. We didn’t want that. We’re here, every day.”

And they are. On the floor, in the service bay, behind the parts counter. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to walk into a shop where the name on the sign is also the person handing you your keys, this is it.

A vintage photo of two Bartel’s Harley-Davidson riders racing on a dirt flat track.

WHILE THEY ADMITTEDLY STRUGGLED EARLY ON, BY 1988, BARTELS’ HARLEY-DAVIDSON WAS SELLING MORE HARLEYS THAN ANYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD. YES, REALLY.

Of course, it’s not just Ron and Bill anymore. Glenn Bartels started in service back in 1990 and eventually launched the dealership’s rental business in ’94. These days, as Bartels’ Harley-Davidson’s Operations Manager, he keeps the trains running on time.

Colton, Bartels’ Sales and Inventory Manager, is also carving out his own lane, bringing a younger generation’s perspective into the mix without breaking away from what made the Bartels’ name so famous to begin with.

“Colton has his group and he’s always bringing the next generation of Harley riders in the doors and keeping us open to new things,” Bill says.

That balance between staying open to what’s next without losing what made them famous in the first place is something Bartels’ has gotten right for decades.

They’ve worked hard to keep departments specialized, too. “Sales handles sales. Parts runs parts. Everyone’s got their lane,” Ron says. “We’ve avoided tyrants.”

That kind of structure keeps things humming like a well-oiled machine around here. Nobody’s stepping on toes. Everyone knows their role. And the result is a place that functions with the precision of a race team which, funny enough, is where a lot of this comes from.

Two customers talk outside of Bartel’s Harley-Davidson dealership.
Bartel’s staff helping two customers on the showroom floor.
A customer shops a colorful line of bikes in the Bartel’s inventory.
A rider and their bike in the Bartel’s service bay.
A customer shops the Heroes Motors display at Bartel’s Harley-Davidson.

If you spend more than five minutes talking with the Bartels crew, racing is going to come up. And for good reason.

“Racing’s in our blood,” Bill says. And he’s not exaggerating.

Bill worked alongside legendary H-D race team manager Dick O’Brien and helped push the brand’s performance legacy into new territory.

Over the years, Bartels’ has built and supported drag bikes, Top Fuel monsters, and land speed record chasers at Bonneville. 

Through Bartels’ Performance Products, from 1990 to the year they closed down the operation in 2004, they engineered everything from cams to pushrods to intake manifolds and exhausts, all designed to squeeze every last ounce of power out of a Harley motor.

They’ve got the trophies, the timeslips, and the calluses to prove it.

But it’s not about chasing glory anymore. It’s about passing that DNA along to the next generation of riders.

While many shops have evolved to chase trends or corporate polish, Bartels’ has doubled down on what’s always worked: quality service, honest advice, and treating people right.

WHILE MANY SHOPS HAVE EVOLVED TO CHASE TRENDS OR CORPORATE POLISH, BARTELS’ HAS DOUBLED DOWN ON WHAT’S ALWAYS WORKED: QUALITY SERVICE, HONEST ADVICE, AND TREATING PEOPLE RIGHT.

  • A group of riders outside Bartel’s Harley-Davidson watch another rider pass by in the parking lot.
  • A Bartel’s customer checks out a new bike.

In a world that’s moving faster than most of us are comfortable with, there’s something grounding about a place like this. It hasn’t stayed the same out of stubbornness. It’s stayed the same because it works.

“We’ve learned from our mistakes,” Ron says. “But we’ve never chased what wasn’t us. We’ve kept it real.”

And that might be the most refreshing part. This isn’t a theme park for Harley fans or a monument to what was—though you wouldn’t be hard pressed to spot a few familiar names on the Bartels’ Wall of Fame. Over the years, they’ve sold bikes to everyone from Arnold Schwarzenegger and Stevie Nicks to Bob Dylan, George Clooney, and Captain America himself, Peter Fonda. Hollywood icons, rock legends, and even a few Wild Hogs have all come through these doors.

Bartels’ is also the shop that brought the world the iconic FXR from Harley-Davidson and the Marlboro Man, the Fat Boy from Terminator 2, and the “Zed’s Dead” chopper from Pulp Fiction. But I digress. This isn’t a theme park. It’s a living, working shop that takes care of its people and its machines with the same care, pride, and professionalism that’s kept it going for more than 40 years.

If you’re in Southern California and looking for a place to buy your first bike—or just want to talk shop with folks who really know what they’re doing—Bartels’ is still that place.

And in this business, that means everything.

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