Is it necessary to repeat the hundred and twenty-sixth time that California is the cradle, Mecca and the epicenter of custom culture? In my eyes I see that it is not necessary. Every year, this magnetic pole attracts dozens, or even hundreds of customizers from around the world. Maybe this stream can’t be compared in numbers with the hordes of actors, sword swallows and midgets-ventilators, but it clearly does not dry out. Acacia, as they say, the flowers of emigration. And what people! Although the British Russell Mitchell (Moto, No. 7-2004), even the Japanese Chika (Moto, No. 10-2004), these are today stars of the first magnitude! That's just the extravagant Frenchman Cyril Hughes (“Moto, No. 12-2001) preferred California to Florida (also, you see, not Nizhny Tagil).
The hero of our story, the Canadian Mitch Bergeron, did not become original in choosing a new permanent residence. I found a profitable exchange on the newspaper of free ads, and I waved my native Montreal to Southern California, or rather to the town with the colorful name Thousand Palms, "Thousand Palms" that is, no less. Southern California, or So-Cal, as the natives call it (“Soar, co-cala, eagles!” - they like to sing in bad Russian), for auto and motor-freaks - a real paradise on earth. At least they sincerely believe in this paradise. So there is nothing strange in the fact that the company Mitch Bergeron Customs (MBC) with a solid staff of four has settled here.
Mitch Bergeron began building motorcycles ten years ago. It is to build, not to “twist,” he emphasizes. Well, after all, art! A sort, according to the definition of Mitch himself, is “mechanical art”. And he made such enviable successes that “Easyriders” calls a Canadian who is just over thirty, nothing more than a “metal maestro”, and the French magazine “Freeway” completely chopped off “Mozart chopperbuilding” and that’s all there is to say, trifle …