How it all began
Revora Ride never started as a plan. It grew naturally, almost without noticing, from a founder who carried a lot of love inside him, but who struggled to find the right way to bring that into the world. Everything changed when his godchild was born. Suddenly life became smaller, clearer, and more focused. And in that moment, the first spark of Revora Ride appeared.
The Call
When my godson first began to speak, he struggled to say my name. But whenever I arrived, he would light up and let out a joyful “MRRRWWAAHHMM!” The sound of a revving motorcycle.
He had made the connection long before I did. To him, I wasn’t just a name. I was the rider. The roar. The feeling of the open road.
That moment lit something in me and I knew I had to build him his very first ride.
The Gift
I called up my dad, a lifelong builder of model airplanes and more. We dug through the basement, found old scraps of wood, isomo and metal, and set out to build a gift unlike any other.
What came out was a balance bike, but it carried the soul of a café racer. A little rebel on two wheels. Built with love, grease, and a sense of timeless adventure.
The Vision
The bike was a hit. Friends asked for one. Then their friends asked too. And that’s when I faced the question: what if this was more than a one-off?
With no background in product design or manufacturing, I decided to take the leap. To build not just bikes, but to bring a vision to life.
Revora Ride was born! Not as a company, but as a calling.