Disasterdaze 2013 (My First Group Ride)

I know it's a bit late, but I had to post this video!

Disasterdaze 2013 was 3 weeks after I got my first bike. The Yamaha V-Star 650 Bobber I talked about in my first post. I had this really shitty blue flake 3/4 helmet that was probably from the 70's. The top center of the foam had been ripped out so the helmet sat real low on my head. Not sure if the guy who originally owned it did that to look better, or if the helmet was just seriously deteriorating. Anyways, it wasn't dot approved, and I wasn't always riding within my restrictions at first (or ever), so I didn't want to draw heat to myself.

I found a matte black bell 500 used on Craigslist, and went to buy it from a guy named Christian. He told about the club he was in called 'The Mansters', and he told me about this motorcycle rally/camping event coming up that weekend called 'Disasterdaze' on the Sunshine Coast. He mentioned there would be a group ride hosted by The Shop Vancouver, a motorcycle cafe I heard about a few times. I had never done anything like this before in my life, and at that time, I had never even camped in wild rugged wilderness of British Columbia yet. I was stoked on the idea of it all. So I headed down to The Shop, asked about the ride, and showed up that Saturday morning to ride with everyone. It was my first group ride, and I was pretty nervous. I also didn't know a single person and was just going solo with the hopes of meeting some cool people.

I got into motorcycles because I wanted a new hobby that I would love and be passionate about, and also because I wanted to gain a new group of friends. I had only been living in BC just over a year, and was working all the time, never doing anything on my off time. I wanted to get out and adventure.

Disasterdaze was it. The atmosphere, the music, the friends I made that are now some of my greatest friends, and especially the bikes. It made me realize that getting a motorcycle was the best choice I had made for myself in a long time, and after a long weekend of staring at unreal vintage bikes, cafe racers, big twins, choppers, bobbers and more rad shit than than I had ever seen in one spot, I couldn't wait to get home and start looking for an older bike. I wanted a CB750 chopper really bad. It felt like a pipe dream at first until I found one...

Anyways, enough with the bullshit sob stories. I'm not trying to put anyone to sleep I promise. Check it out, this is the ride that got me hooked for life...


Cory - The Great North  ----  Currently listening to: The Vicious Cycles - I roll The Dice