Daytona Debauchery Pt. 1

I am going to have to do this in a few different installments. I have so many photos of critter shit, cool bikes, gay bikes, dance parties, slop-a-billys, and things that "didn't happen" that I need to divide the photos up into a few days a set. So, here's the first set.

What do we do when we first get to Daytona? Cruise Main St. of course and try to get some awesome shit caught on camera.

Battle Bike.

One thing that really caught my eye was this amazing artist. Really nice work........bro.

I have never seen a hooka bar. I thought that shit was a myth. I was stoked.

Who passes out in a strip club? Come on dawg, you're V.I.P. now.

This is where we hung out during the day.

Trash0saurus Rex.

Roadside and Jody. Thanks for coming through on the parts buddy!

Awesome Panhead.

Just awesome. Battle bars.

Ryan's Panhead.

Matt's Knucklehead.

Justin's Knucklehead. It has a chrome head.

Shorts, fuck yeah.

The A-Team showed up a few nights later. Jerimiah, Cody, Crazy Frank, and Warren Jr. With our forces combined, we were unstoppable.

We hit up the Atlantic ocean to see if we could see the island on with Kendall came from, but instead we saw this fella beaching it up. He got his truck stuck too.

The Freeway party had free booze and free food. Of course we were going.

Right near da beach.

Giant swazis in the sand as tourists were walking by gawking at us.

One of the best parts about the trip was that we really got to do some riding. And riding with your friends that you don't get to ride with that often makes it even better. Warren getting it.

The weather really was perfect.

We ended the day with riding out to a swap meet. This dude had a pile of old stuff and had a cool shirt that showed off some amazing tattoos.