Varoom! Varoom! And transformers too!

We managed to stay out of the eye of the motorcycle storm in Daytona, but we couldn’t avoid the thunder completely.

The inn where we stayed was off the beaten motorcyclists path but we did find something interesting. Wednesday morning we went into the dining room for breakfast. Like many such dining rooms at inns, it was decorated with antique furniture. There were antique linens on the table along with fine old china. Everything about the breakfast experience was very refined and sedate.

There were gentlemen having breakfast there who appeared to perhaps be retired doctors or lawyers. They blended in with the ambiance of the room perfectly.

Later in the morning these same gentlemen emerged from the inn in a transformed persona. They were dressed all in leather. Harley Davidson bandanas were placed securely over their silver locks. They went outside and opened the trailers behind their cars. From those trailers they led out some of the most amazingly beautiful motorcycles I have ever seen. These bikes were truly works of art. They revved up these machines and right before our eyes, these courtly gentlemen from the genteel breakfast table became bad assed biker dudes. Varoom! Varoom! With their transformation complete, they rode away leaving their own thunder in their wake.