There’s a good chance if Ryan hasn’t been there and done that, he’s going there and doing it…

Bio photo 2015

His first foray into the creative endeavours started at the ripe old age of six, finding a guitar under the Christmas tree not long after he heard Apache by The Shadows for the very first time. By the time he was in his 20s, Ryan had enjoyed moderate success performing in live music venues around the East Coast of Australia.

Ryan had also been introduced to Bruce Brown films The Endless Summer and On Any Sunday at an early age, picking up a surfboard soon after watching the films, but was always unsuccessful in getting his parents to cave and let him enter the world of motorcycles.

Ryan’s father, Phil, is the son of a sailor who just also happened to be an average speedway rider. He spent more time riding in the back of ambulances than on his Hagon Jap. Ryan can recall the constant refusals and the constant citations of a ‘poor track record’, but Phil would still bring out the old photo albums and tell war-stories from back in the day. It’s funny, the Old Man’s old blue and white lightning bolt leathers are still in the shed to this day, as if they’re waiting to be worn again and the Mayfield Motorcycle Club jumper Ryan wore as a baby now fits his nephew.

Ryan’s first illegitimate ride as a 10-year-old was aboard an old Postie’ whilst on holidays at Pindimar, New South Wales. He would ride from the bush shack to a little beach and check that the tide was either high enough to go fishing; or low enough to pick oysters off the rocks. Coincidentally, the first time he rod it was also the first time he stepped off it.

Today, Ryan owns an old Kawasaki customised into a street tracker/café racer. It was bought primarily because it looks cool, is cheap to run and gets the best parks out the front of lecture theatres and cafés in the city. Turns out, part of it looking cool also means it breaks down on the reg’. So it has been parked in the garage for over a year…

Ryan has plans to chuck a surfboard rack on the side of it sometime soon and ride off into the sunset. By now you’ll have realised that his idea of ‘sometime soon’ is probably a lot longer than yours…