Our Story

Not your regular bike company



Like any story worth telling, our journey from bikes to boardroom has more than one chapter. Scroll down below and click on “Read More” to learn about the early days, recounting how a humble band of British bikers, led by Ben and Jezz, punched their way to the top to form Mango Bikes.

We’ve come a long way since then, but getting here wasn’t a smooth ride. In 2017 Mango hit a bump, like those potholes that send you head-over-handlebars. It was a mix of good bikes, bad numbers, and some not-so-wise prophets.

Things went a little sour, like those mangos that just don’t taste right, so it was time for a change. Instead of lounging around in defeat, we did what riders do. We got Mango back on the bike – metaphorically first, but then for real. We cycled balls-to-the-wall to blow off the steam then came back to start afresh.

We relocated to Ballyclare in Northern Ireland, where we still make the same brilliant bikes, but with twice the rainfall and a nicer view. Mango is now under new ownership, but we’re still the same tasty brand, with the same passion, and most importantly the same great bikes – but with a story to rival Shakespeare. Drop by our showroom to hear it in person (and buy a bike so we can pay the rent).

Keep ‘er lit,
Andrew & the team


There are two things that sustained us through university – student loans and cycling. Two housemates united by our mutual obsession, we spent many a ride setting the bike industry to rights. Our main gripe was the massive lack of relationship between these big companies and their customers. Like the Freemasons or something else that sounds vaguely secretive, we were left on the outside without knowing the fancy handshake. Their manufacturer > distributor > retailer supply chain seemed pointless and kind of mafia in this day and age.

Instead of sending them passive-aggressive tweets or spending our summers sitting around eating Doritos, we decided to create our own bike company from scratch. We did this on a shoestring budget running mostly on goodwill and support from people who liked what we were doing. Literally indulging our every whim and asking, “what happens if…?” we made a place where we could talk to customers, tap on computers, spray bike frames and assemble our dream rides all in the same tiny workspace. It was a novel idea, and it worked a treat.

These days we have a skilled team of riders, designers, and practical people who carry tools in their pockets all working harmoniously together in the same habitat. When we answer the phone, we can reach out, shout or throw a scrunched up ball of paper at anyone in the entire company to get their attention. Not many big bike manufacturers can say that. The upshot is that we’re now making brilliant bikes right here in the UK and selling them direct to regular people – and at a fraction of the cost than if we went all Don Corleone on you.