Many of the words in the opening sentence of John Steinbeck’s seminal novel Cannery Row conjure up thoughts of Oakland, California: It is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of life, a tone, a habit, nostalgia, a dream. In other words, Oakland, California, is a beautiful mess.
Which brings us to Arlen Ness Enterprises in Dublin, California (we’ll get back to Oakland in a moment). A 70,000-square-foot monolith, which serves as the mothership for all Arlen Ness does, it’s as far away, literally and figuratively, from the man’s original storefront shop down on East 14th Street in Oakland that any streetfighting Harley man can get. But Arlen’s still in the game. He’s here on a Thursday afternoon to not only cast his eyes upon his custom-bike-building empire…