It’s been a minute since we updated this page—and for good reason. A lot has changed in the last months.
NQP Michigan / Vegas is now NQP Alaska.
And now that we’ve pulled up stakes in Las Vegas, too—What a trip!
From Midwest roots to desert dust to the edge of the Arctic, this move has been anything but easy. Packing up the garage, the bikes, and the legacy we built in Michigan—and hauling it all north—took time, fuel (literal and spiritual), and grit. We’ve landed in Fairbanks. The snow’s still melting, but the fire’s already lit. We’re sketching what comes next. Whether this becomes a full-time operation or stays a passion-fueled side hustle, we’re grounded in what matters: Building the space. Finding the rhythm. Shaking off the frost.
Meana is officially out of cold storage.
The first 20-mile shakedown run was clean—no hiccups, no hesitation, just straight pull.
Temps in the 50s and 60s.
Long roads. Open throttle. No traffic.
Alaska has a different kind of freedom—and we’re here for it.
Joann is in from Vegas.
Getting her up here wasn’t a small feat—it took planning, patience, and precision.
From navigating transport logistics of a transcontinental trip, this wasn’t just a move—it was a mission.
She made the journey like a warrior, through weather, distance, and dust, and now she’s back where she belongs:
standing strong, tuned up, and ready for what’s next.
She’s more than just a bike—she’s part of the legacy. And she earned every mile.
Check the photos below for the new base, tool upgrades, and a look inside the garage that’s becoming home.
Still NQP—and always meant to be.
When NQP first kicked off, I never imagined it would one day roll out of Michigan, rip out of Vegas, and land in the wilds of Alaska.
But here we are—new roads, new garage, same fire.