They took my bike twice. Never again.

Alright?

My name's Andrew. I'm 44, and I've been riding for the best part of 25 years. If you're reading this, you already know what a bike means. It's not just transport. It's the best part of your week. It's the reason you look forward to a Sunday morning.

My first proper bike was a Fazer I saved up two years for. My latest is a Street Triple I've poured more time and money into than I'd ever admit to my wife. To me, they were never just machines sat on the drive. They were freedom.

Which is why what happened still stings.

Twice. They've had a bike off me twice.

The first time, 2019. Parked up outside the shops, gone ten minutes, tops. Came out and the space was just... empty. A cheap D-lock lying on the ground, snapped clean through. No noise. No witnesses. Nothing.

The second time was worse. Off my own drive, middle of the night, chain, ground anchor, the lot. I heard nothing. I slept through the whole thing. Woke up, made my tea, went to the window like I always do... and my stomach dropped.

I'll never forget that feeling. Not anger. Just that sick, hollow, helpless feeling of knowing someone had been feet away from your house and taken something you loved, while you slept.

The police? A crime reference number over the phone. "Sorry mate, it happens all the time now. Probably kids. You won't see it again."

And they were right. I never did.

Insurance was its own nightmare. Excess, small print, premiums through the roof afterwards. Months of hassle. But the worst bit wasn't the money. It was the fear. For a while I stopped riding altogether. I'd stand at that window every single night, checking.

And I realised: I am not the only one.

Bike theft in this country is out of control. Around a hundred bikes go missing every single day. It's not organised crooks with vans and a master plan. It's joyriders, half of them under eighteen, who know full well nothing happens to them. They want two things: quick, and quiet.

The chains and cheap locks we all buy? A decent bolt cropper goes through most of them in seconds, in total silence. And the heavy stuff that actually works never leaves the garage, because you can't exactly carry a ground anchor to Tesco.

So I decided to do something about it.

I didn't want another app, another gadget, another thing that dies after a month. I went back to what actually sends a thief running.

A simple fact: a thief can deal with a lock. What they can't deal with is noise.

The last thing anyone nicking a bike at 2am wants is the whole street's lights coming on and a bloke at the window. Take away the quiet, and you take away the theft.

So we built the DiscGuard. A tough alarmed disc lock that clamps onto your front disc in about ten seconds. The second some chancer touches your bike, it screams a 110 decibel alarm and they leg it empty-handed. It's fully waterproof, lasts six months on a single charge, and it's small enough to carry every single ride. Not the chain that lives in the garage doing nothing. The one that's in your pocket, going on the bike every time.

This is bigger than business for me.

Every one of these we get onto a bike is one less rider standing at that window at 1am. One less person waking up to an empty drive. One less family finding out the hard way, like I did. Twice.

Peace of mind shouldn't be a luxury. It's the least you deserve for something you worked this hard for.

My promise to you:
  • Made for UK riders, by a UK rider who's been done twice.
  • It's the noise that stops them: a 110dB screamer they can't ignore.
  • On in 10 seconds, so you'll actually use it every ride.
  • Costs less than a tank of fuel to protect a bike worth thousands.
  • 90-Day money-back guarantee: if you don't feel safer, we refund you. Simple as.

I'll not sugarcoat it: they're out there right now, looking for the easy bike on the street. Maybe tonight. Maybe next week. But they're looking.

The only question that matters is: will yours be the one they walk away from?

Don't be the easy target.

Andrew
Founder of Lockt.
Rider for 25 years. UK.

P.S. I still glance at the window before bed. Old habit, that one. But now there's a DiscGuard on the bike, and honestly? I sleep a lot better. You will too.