It figured Friday the 13th would be a lucky day to drive up the road to Daytona Beach. For the THIRD time we were engulfed by Bike Week. An absolute zoo of 100,000 motorcycles and even more gawkers like us. 99% Harleys of all vintages but all making that unmistakeable "potato-potato-potato" sound drowning out any other. Only stayed a few hours this time but so awesome that I'm ready to join in next time. Maybe a 1200cc Softail??
Hard to pick out a tree among the forest but some individual and custom bikes stood out. Ever seen a Whizzer? A lot of time, money, and inspiration in these beauties...
Best in show? For Pat it was a tug at her country roots ---- a John Deere in correct green-and-yellow! For me, a roadtrip-ready Indian with leather saddlebags and creamy paint job (unlike this guy, nothing to hold your nose about!!)
Hard to pick out a tree among the forest but some individual and custom bikes stood out. Ever seen a Whizzer? A lot of time, money, and inspiration in these beauties...
Best in show? For Pat it was a tug at her country roots ---- a John Deere in correct green-and-yellow! For me, a roadtrip-ready Indian with leather saddlebags and creamy paint job (unlike this guy, nothing to hold your nose about!!)
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