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Well here we are again and Billy no mates is off on another adventure, back to Florida to visit, Tammi, Jim, Spyke, Mike and little Julie.
After the usual Barber balls up, total confusion between Tammi and I led to me missing her at the Airport, getting a taxi to the wrong Harley shop, we finally got our shit together and picked up my Ultra Classic from Steve at Orlando Harley on US 192 just off junction 64 of i4. Pissing down with the promised 4pm 20 minute downpour, yea right it pissed down most of the night.
We arrived at my apartment and got checked in and headed for a local bike night at a wing house. Now being part of the HawgHaven pissheads I quickly discarded the thimble they gave me to drink out of and replaced it with the big bucket the beer came in.
Last time I was in the Sunshine State I never got to meet Jimmy the significant other half of Tammi, Jimmy is a Redneck and proud of it and it was great to meet a man whojust says it as it is and if you dont like it, Fuck Yawl. I really liked Jimmy and look forward to a long friendship with him.
From there we made our way in the surprising rain to a bar which was great. Septics will line dance to anything from motorhead to pink.
Then we started riding for real. I will put up a map of our routes and bars visited when Tammi lets me have the information as I was too drunk to remember all the places we rode as the stops were refuelling on Bud and Jack and coke.
I must say that two bars stand out for me.

Dee resides in Kool cats and when not sporting black eyes is probably the most attractive barmaid in the state of Florida, not only is she stunning with the most amazing eyes she also has the most pornographic laugh I have ever witnessed from the throat of any woman, when she laughs which is constant it just makes you want to drop your trousers there and then and throw her over the bar, sorry Dee, just being honest.

Now we left Dee and headed back on the road and the eagle eyed redneck spotted a bar which he remembered just being a bike service place, so we spun around and had a butchers. Well fuck me rigid if there werent neked barmaids dancing on the bar. There was a workshop as well but who the fuck cared when there was so much crotch all over the place. Its called the Kickstands Saloon and well worth a look, Just dont take the kids.

The rest of the week was spent riding from bar to bar covering 1100 miles and Jimmy managing to steer us around the thunderstorms, Well done that proud Redneck. I would reccomend Florida as a riding destination and if you are going to venture there contact Tammi on the Bikerswelcomeusa site on the link to the left, Just sort your accomodation and for a modest fee she will sort out bike hire, plan you a route and set you free.

Cant end without a big thanks to Mike, Spyke and Julie for the great rideout on Sunday in St Petersburg and for letting us crash at your house. Met so many great new friends on the St Petes Pub run and was great riding with Spyke. The bird not only rides a Harley but she writes an article in Born to Ride magazine, This bird is by far the most inteligent human with feathers I have ever met. Once again thanks for letting me share some of all your lives and welcoming me into your riding family.
Ride safe and take care of each other