Owner ~ Tony Giles ~ Daytona Beach
Bike ~ 2004 Heritage Softail

I’m in my 50’s and I’m living the dream. And what better place to live than Florida? I’m a veteran, a business professional and an old school biker. I’ve been riding for over 40 years and I hope able to ride many more. That ole Triumph Chopper back in the mid seventies got me hooked and I’ve been riding ever since. Many in the biker community know me as “Dream Catcher” because of my beautiful tattoo on my back. Motorcycle riding has brought me many life-long friends, and has also provided me the means to meet fellow enthusiasts around the world.

I am a biker. Being a biker means you enjoy the company of other riders over anyone else, for that reason most of my friends ride. I believe that it’s all about the ride, the good times we have along the way and the people you meet and share those good times with. I believe in what a true “brother” or “sister” really means and that special bond that comes with it. Being a biker means you do not go along with the normal flow or care about what people think, except those who are your true friends. Bikers live their lives the way they want. Bikers love the freedom riding gives us. If we want to look a certain way, or wear a certain type of clothing, then I know the real biker community will accept that and the rest can just walk away shaking closed-minded heads.

My Heritage Softail is the perfect “Old School” bike. It’s the nostalgia look that I love. It’s two inches lower than stock, and although I’m over 6 feet tall it fits me like a glove. Riding my Heritage Softail is one of my true pleasures of life. I ride solo or with friends, weekend events, or to cross country rallies. I’m always ready to roll. And since I’ve added a few extra’s for my “precious cargo”, she’s always comfy and rides with a smile.

I own and ride 2 Harley’s. Other than my Heritage, I own a custom 98 FXDWG I call the “Monster”. She’s stretched, racked and lowered. And when I feel the need for some additional horse power I’ll take her for a ride along the coast. Yes, it’s a tough choice between the two. But love them both.

The sensation of the wind on your face, the hum of the engine beneath you, riding is an experience like none other. Riding is one of the few things I look forward to that allows me to step out side the boundaries a little bit. There’s a relationship you develop with the machine. The sound, the way it handles, that occasional wide open acceleration when you see the safe chance. It reminds me that I’m alive.