Did you make it down to FLA? Probably not, if
you’re reading this. Neither did I. Boo. But I have enough pics and visits to put together one fantastic pretend-like-we-are-there trip. So, grab a beer and let’s hit the hot spots.
First up, let’s head to Main Street, it’s where all the action is. Sidewalks are crowded with spectators anxious to see the custom bikes and choppers rolling by. It is probably one of the loudest, craziest parades in the country. It’s leather, pipes, bikinis and sunscreen all rolled in to one big party. The reason I go? The people. But I realize many like the bikes…
Lots going on out on the street and sidewalks but some of the best parties are inside the bars. Let’s do some bar-hopping, shall we? First up, Froggy’s. It’s where the ladies are. Have to head out back for the real action.
Further down, Main Street meets Mardi Gras at Wise Guys. Perhaps earn some beads from the spectators above? NO, not me! Not that type of girl, but there are plenty that are (not that there is anything wrong with that) so front row on the balcony is a popular place to be.
Also on Main Street is the Boot Hill Saloon. A fave among bikers, it’s known for its ice cold beers, beautiful bartenders, peanut shells on the floor and motorcycle memorabilia.
Grab a beer, listen to some tunes and feel free to leave your bra or underwear…whatever your pleasure.
Out back there is a burn-out pit (or a wheely-spinny thing as I once called it…I’ve come a long way) and live bands, even an old school bus turned in to a bar.
Bars, vendors, music, shopping, lots to do at Destination Daytona…just time it better than we did.
I don’t know about you, but my party tends to poop out a bit and I love me some quiet time. Riding the Loop is just what the doc ordered. Palm-trees, nature, wind, only noise you can hear is the rumbling of the bikes…peaceful
Professional photographers are in several spots to snap you riding the Loop, and there are also plenty of great photo ops for us amateurs.
Looking to put in some more miles? Cruise north on A1A…along the ocean to Flagler Beach for a few good biker friendly bars . High Tides Snack Jack is a fave. Good view, even better views. As beachy as a bar can get.
Sitting up on the deck above the Golden Lion, watching the bikers drive by and the waves roll in is my idea of party. Woo-hoo! I just say that cuz my husband hates when women ‘Woo-hoo’. But we all do, its in our genes. Can I get a Woo-hoo? Anyone?
And its not a trip to Daytona for me unless I stop at the infamous Daytona Flea Market. Drink beer, eat fried dough, buy some bike parts, some fake pocketbooks…it’s all there in all of its cheesy-wonder. I have been buying crap there for years. Love it.
It’s open weekends all year but during Bike Week, there is a swap meet, live music, bike shows and a crazy cast of characters
And I will leave you with a quote from the current media darling, Charlie Sheen….’Duh!’ Profound, I know. Certainly can’t leave Daytona without checking out the speedway. All kinds of activities going on during bike week.
So the sun sets on another great week – well, not yet…but a few more days. Hope those who went had a great time and make it home safely. And for those who were not able to go but joined me on this cyber-trip, hope you enjoyed. It was fun!