“You eat meat, right?” Jason Momoa asks as we go by his interim Toronto residence—a 3-story Victorian—into the yard, in which two enormous tomahawk rib-eyes hiss and smoke more than a glowing grill.

“Here, get a person,” he says, snatching up the hunk of meat, childlike grin smeared across his signaturely hirsute encounter. The intensive greeting would seem medieval, classic Momoa—downright Dothraki—so I do as Khal Drogo instructs, keeping up a smoldering, frenched rib bone just prolonged sufficient for a selfie.



Checking the photo, Momoa challenges the future directive. “We cannot publish these,” he says poignantly. “You can see the residences guiding us.” It is odd to listen to a guy who embodies nomadic warlords and towering superheroes concede to such precaution. But inadvertently revealing your correct site to sixteen million Instagram followers is a no-no, whether he’s hanging listed here or at his real household in Los Angeles’ Topanga Canyon.

There are other pics that he’s additional eager to share, particularly of an antique Land Rover just secured in a swap for two vintage Harley-Davidson choppers, a unusual trade from his selection. “I generally just hoard every thing when it will come to bikes and vans and autos.”

A person could possibly guess as substantially from the ’36, ’37, and ’39 Harley knuckleheads parked on the grounds. “Those are just my choppers. My other bikes are on the way listed here,” he admits. “I really like them all—knuckles, pans, shovels. They’re all various, they all audio fantastic, and they are all fucking brilliant.”

Jason Momoa wearing sunglasses and white button-down shirt playing guitar
“When the door to generating movies began to little by little open, I kicked it in and introduced all my mates with me.” Boaz Kroon for Men’s Journal

And though he craves the audio “when you kickstart the bicycle and the motor growls right back at you,” the self-proclaimed “gas and oil guy” is familiar with it’s a guilty satisfaction. As a fierce advocate for ocean well being, he’s generating the change to electric powered. “A whole lot of my vans have been transformed into e-automobiles,” he says. “I operate photo voltaic electric power, and I really like Harley’s electric powered LiveWire. You twist the throttle and leap to a hundred miles an hour in 3 or 4 seconds. It is a total various activity, and there ain’t nothin’ about it except—bravo!”