Biking in LA

Biking in La is less an occupational hazard and more of a posing hazard. I was told more people crash looking at themselves in their purposely angled mirrors than they do from T-boning.
LA has two big meets every weekend depending on the weather. One at Neptunes Nest on the PCH (Pacific coast highway) which is mainly occupied by Harley riders or Potato mashers as they are known, and the other is on the Mulholland Highway at the Rok Café which is occupied by sports bikes or Rice rockets as they are known.


Both camps don’t mix well, it’s like the counties of the north of England, you never mix Lancashire and Yorkshire because theres always a fight if you do. He Potato camp is full of leather-heads and older men drinking beer and then riding their fat ass bikes at 3mph everywhere, whereas the Rice camp is full of younger kids still in the Army wearing nothing but tight jeans and tattoos, driving as fast as possible as though it were their last day before they are sent to Afghanistan.