FJ with the new 2006 Gun Metal Gray Road King
Just prior to shoulder surgery in August, I finally decided to hook myself up with a new bike and decided on the above pictured Road King. While it sat in my garage for a month awaiting the end of my physical therapy, uncles Joey and Peter schemed up a trip to Daytona Beach for Biketoberfest.
Joey and Peter are directly responsible FOR my addiction to motorcycles in the first place so it seemed only fitting to get out with them on the new bike together. Joey first took me riding on his red and black BSA 650 in 1968. It sported a beautifully handcrafted, handpainted, Black and Yellow California license plate that looked very close to the real thing.....unless you were standing right next to it!) And Peter sold me my first bike when I was 16, a red Kawasaki 400 which I rode to high school for two years.
Joey flew down to Tampa from New York and stayed with us in the new guest room we have now (as Michael has now established himself in Gatorland) and we headed out of Palm Harbor and up to Spring Hill to hook up with Peter at his place where he and Darlene were waiting.......and apparently filming a Tiparillo commercial.....what kind of hat is that Pancho?
We finally headed out around noon and made it about 4 miles before we decided to stop for breakfast! Yet for some reason I KNEW this was not going to be like any other trip I've ever taken. Joey started asking where that old knick-knack shop was that he ordered oranges from last time and.....well......we soon found ourselves in a shop that looked like a mix of "Lord of the Rings", "I Love Lucy","Green Acres", and an avant-garde art museum.
Joey started looking around the shop "Yes, I think these were the oranges I remember....in fact these are the SAME oranges I remember!"
For as eclectic a shop as it was, the owners couldn't have been nicer.
PART 2 to Follow!
