MUD, SUDS
AND
SPAGHETTI
Daytona Beach Bike Week has grown over the
years to a reported 650,000 participants and has spilled out to the
surrounding areas with reports of bikers being as far north as Jacksonville,
west to Orlando and south to Melbourne, and with that comes new events and
places to party.
Biker’s Paradise is one of those new places and
it is southwest of Daytona Beach in New Smyrna. Actually, it’s held at the
New Smyrna Speedway on Rt. 44 at Rt. 415, and that makes it easy to find and
get to. It’s run by Danny and Janet Caporale and their staff and they want
it to be the action place for all bikers and I believe they are working hard
towards that goal. Their mission is to provide a quality area of
entertainment, involve the community, and safeguard Bike Week. The fact is,
since they’re not in the county they are not subject to all the new Bike
Week rules you’ve been hearing about in Daytona Beach.
There was a full schedule of events daily that
included bands, The Purrfect Angels dance team, the Angel Search contest,
spaghetti wrestling, wet T-shirt contest, stunt shows, bar stool, outhouse,
and drag racing, bike shows, and vendors. There was always plenty to see and
do.
The only problem was the weather, and no one
had control over the heavy rains all around Daytona and that did limit some
outside activity for all the events in the area.
When I arrived, the first thing that happened
was I got lei’d by the Naughty Angel—I do like them tall redheads. Then it
was off to have a few beers and get to work taking pictures.
A big part of Biker’s Paradise is the Angels
and the yearly search for new ones. The contest is designed to find young
women that can entice bikers to follow them to Biker’s Paradise but not by
crude or raw gestures. The winner gets a $1,000 minimum package and will
appear at a minimum of two major events like Laconia, Sturgis, or Myrtle
Beach, as well as work at 2003 Biketoberfest (paid). Now this is something
to consider.
I was in time to watch the Purrfect Angels
dance team, which is different from the Paradise Angels, and when no one
else from the audience would get up on stage with them, I was drafted. Oh,
the things I do to get a story. Hell yeah, I had a good time. I go to these
events to have a good time and let you know what’s available to you.
There are numerous places that have some sort
of wrestling for women and the Paradise was no exception. They use spaghetti
and plenty of oil. It was a real crowd-pleaser and the girls even got some
dude in there and did a number on him. He lost but it looked like he had a
fun time doing it.
Of course the big hit was the wet T-shirt
contest and as far as I know it was the only one that that the women
actually took their shirts off at and were allowed to do so because of local
ordinances and the Paradise being a private party. They were saying, “Show
Your Tits in Daytona Beach—pay $160, show your tits at Biker’s Paradise—win
money.”
These events are not easy to put on and take a
lot of work, preparation, and money, and are subject to things like the
weather that the promoter has no control over. As a matter of fact, one of
the storms went through Biker’s Paradise Friday evening, tearing down tents
and damaging the stage so bad that the rest of the evening’s and Saturday’s
activities had to be canceled.
I think that the promoters and their staff did
one helluva job and put on a bang-up event. I for one will be a regular
there in the future.
For more information on future events visit
www.daytonabikersparadise.com
or e-mail jcaporale@cfl.rr.com.
For event coverage or information about this event you can also contact
rogue@bikerrogue.com.
—Rogue
