I spent the last four days up in Daytona for Bikeweek 2007. Not only did I get to be surrounded by a bunch of redneck Harley dudes and 50yr old biker bitches who need to put their clothes back on. . . I got to spend some quality time with my parents. I couldn’t stay the whole week. That’s just too much for me. I saw what I wanted to see and took as many pictures as I possibly could. I’d like to say that once you seen one bike you’ve seen them all, but at bikeweek, it’s always about who can be the most extreme. Just HOW different can the next builder be. I’m pretty sure it’s really all based upon how deep your pockets go or just how big your wallet is, since you can have any chopper, trike or off the wall motorcycle with enough money. But I wasn’t really there for bikeweek, I was there because my parents were there. Dad comes down every year and has for the past 15 or so years. Mom was able to tag along this time as well. Since I’m 1100 miles away from home these days, it’s always nice to meet up with mom and dad. I had a good time. I’d have to say that I don’t think I’d go if it weren’t for my parents being there. This is my fourth bikeweek and it’s pretty much the same shit just different year. I’m not a Harley guy so, there’s nothing really there for me.