Bike Week ’07


…so a Pastor, a Mover, and an Insurance guy roll into Bike Week in Daytona Florida.

Has the making of a baaad joke doesn’t it?

One of my “things to do before I’m outta here” is to ride my Harley with a few of my buds across this sunny state to Bike Week.

Bike Week:

Perhaps it was the appeal of hard sand, warm winter days and the excitement of that first motorcycle race on the beach, that made Daytona Beach the home of Bike Week. Maybe it was the spirited activities surrounding the event that have kept people keep coming back. Whatever the case, Bike Week has been a tradition since January 24, 1937.

Bike Week has always had a flavor of its own. Some time after the war, the event began to take on a rugged edge. While the motorcycle races on the beach were organized, events surrounding the race were not. As time passed, locals became afraid of the visitors and law enforcement officers and city officials were less than enthusiastic about what some termed an “invasion”. Relations between the Bikers and law enforcement officials continued to worsen. When things appeared to be at their worst (after the 1986 event), a special task force was organized by the city in cooperation with the local chamber of commerce to improve relations and change the magnitude and scope of the event.

Today Bike Week has transformed into a 10-day festival that expands throughout Volusia County. There are hundreds of events for motorcycle enthusiasts to enjoy. Bike Week now welcomes hundreds of thousands of visitors annually and is enjoyed by locals and motorcycle enthusiasts world wide.

So Monday morning at 7 am the 3 of us head out on our Wild at Heart adventure. Our saddle bags will be packed with only the necessities. Our 2 night stay means a pair of jeans, a few t-shirts, and not much else. Just the fellas – as hardcore as this threesome of 40 year old suburban tough guy wanna bees can get.

I really love the biker scene. Getting out of the Ivory Tower of my Wally Cleaver world and into the raw biker world is so invigorating to me. God is there too. Just yesterday I bought a stackable bag to strap onto my back sissy bar – just so I would have enough room to pack my laptop. Since this is not part of the standard biker packing list, it will be well hidden under by black biker t-shirts.

Monday and Tuesday’s posts will be live from Daytona where I’m sure God stories will be everywhere.



12 responses to this post.

  1. The mover carrying a duck would be the only thing to make it better. Looking forward to soaking in the sights and sounds of a new adventure. Do you think the pastor and the mover should have editing priviledges before you press “publish”?

    Many times people leave their God home when they go out of town. I’m looking for my God to roll on the throttle for a three day adventure that we’ll be talking about for years.

    Off to buy a biker shirt so that I’ll blend in with the other wanna bees.

  2. wild hogs anyone?

  3. Posted by Chris on February 28, 2007 at 11:38 AM

    “Bike Week has always had a flavor of its own.” This is such a true statement. It is a place where you can find Doctors, lawyers, and now an insurance guy, mover and pastor friendly mingling with other socioeconomic backgrounds. This just always fascinates me – the power of something to bring such different people together. Years ago on one of my Bike Week adventures, I went to a worship service. If you get the chance and can find it (I’m not sure if they have them everyday) you guys should go. It was one of the most powerful things that I can recall seeing. It was amazing to see how God works in so many people!

  4. Can’t wait to see that movie Alicia.

    And Chris – thanks for the heads up. Would love to hear about your adventure.

  5. Why does the image of an insurance guy, a pastor, and a mover going to bike week make me giggle? You know what they call folks like you, don’t you…RUBs! Rich Urban Bikers…and the big burley guys squash guys like you:) Just don’t get yourselves hurt. And, remember to breathe when you get that tattoo…the big guys crash the hardest as soon as the needle starts up! Can’t wait to see the pictures!

  6. Amy – let’s get a few things straight!

    1. we ain’t scared of no big burley squash us guys…much.

    2. for us it really should be mcsbs – middle class surburban biker

    3. trust me, you won’t want to see the pictures of our tattoos

  7. Did you say “sissy bar”?
    That ain’t right…

  8. Did you say “sissy bar”?
    That ain’t right…

  9. Did you say “sissy bar”?
    That ain’t right…

  10. Did you say “sissy bar”?
    That ain’t right…

  11. Did you say “sissy bar”?
    That ain’t right…

  12. Posted by molly on March 5, 2007 at 11:57 PM

    IF you get tatoos, I will personally laugh for 3 days straight. AND ~ wouldn’t this be more accurate???

    1) you SHOULD be scared of big burley guys that can squash you – and you SHOULD avoid them if possible.

    2) mcsbs – isn’t that mid-life crisis suburban bikers?

    3) I’ll give you five bucks if you GET a tatto!

    have a great trip, guys!

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