Since it was nice out we decided we would ride our bikes over toward the beach and the area of Main Street where more Bike Week activities were taking place. It was a couple of miles away and our route took us down the street we went the other day when the Heimers were with us. We thought there were a lot of motorcycles that day, but it was nothing compared to what was there today. It was block after block of bikes parked along the street. Most all of the traffic along this street was motorcycles, other than Ross and I trying to pedal through the area as fast as possible. Talk about feeling like Pee Wee Herman!! Then and there I decided to take a different route home if I had to go ten miles out of the way.
We crossed the bridge which took us to Main Street over by the beach. We met a bridal party on Harleys going the opposite direction. The groom was in his Navy dress whites and the bride wore a beautiful, pearl and beaded gown. They were each on their own bikes. The wedding party followed on their own bikes. My camera was in my purse and I couldn’t get it out before they passed.
Main Street is closed off to all
but bikers. So it is like a continuous parade as bikers cruise past. There are food stands, bars, bands and stores all selling stuff. Bike Week brings in around 300 million dollars in revenue each year to the local economies. Bike Week is nothing new, this year was the 69th year of the event.Remember you can click on any of these pictures if you want to enlarge them. Some of these motorcycles were really something else. They looked difficult to steer, to me.
This one had spikes allover it.
This guy had his dog in a side car.
Okay, I promised Biker Babes and here they are.
I am sooooo glad she
had these boots on
and not me! She definitely
didn't ride a bicycle over
here. In my opinion this is
one tough lady to be able
to suffer in heels like these.
These babes were dancing on a bar.
These babes where shooting
off t-shirts into the crowd.
We didn't catch any.
Even the Budwieser horses showed up.
They didn't like the sound of the bikes
or the music playing by one place
as they came by. They were nervous and
some handlers stopped them and calmed
them down before they proceeded. At
this point I looked around and planned
our get away if things turned south. These
are huge animals and the only way to go was
in to the crowd. Plus I was wearing flipflops.
My toes automatically curled under just
looking at those big hooves!
The driver certainly had his hands full.
Check out these shoes.
Scary! But I love the flames.
These boots came with a
strap to carry your bullets
in. Guess if some one was
after you, you'd have to shoot
them, because you could
never run away wearing
these babies.
Each bike is truly unique. An
expression of it's rider.
This one was painted with
biblical graphics
and you could take a bible
if you cared to.
If you've ever seen a biker
and wondered if it was a
male or female driver
there would be no question
if the rider was wearing this
helmet.
We really enjoyed the day. And did take a different route home.
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