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âthe way it was & still should beâ


At Church
With Willie Behind His Tattoo Shop, Tropical @ 825 Yonge St EVER 4th Sunday 10am Church 11am We RideLocal Bars Or A Long Ride. Times may vary!!!
Mar. 23






This magazine is NOT politically correct!!! We deal with mainly old bikes, old cars, old people and young folks who have their heads on straight, who are tired of status quo, and walking on egg shells so as to keep the peace. Socialism & Liberalism SUCKS!!! We bleed Red, White & Blue!!! cochisechops@yahoo.com or (386) 690-6270
CHOPâs Salesman, Shiny (386) 278-3370 âWhere Old School âNEVERâ Went Out Of Style!!!â
On The Cover, Charlie & Amie From Sorry Charlies Where Something Is Always Happening
Most Photos Taken By Me Or By Many Mailed To Me
Apr. 2: Daytona Abate Monthly Meeting
Apr. 4: Swap Meet Webster
Apr. 11: Swap Meet @ Morseâs
Apr. 20: Easter Day!!! He Has Risen!!!
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Take A Ride South On Route 1 To Mims, FL For Whatever You Need These Men Are Good People ~ Cochise

Chops 5 Have You Stopped In To See Big Paul, Lately? You Wonât Be Sorry!!!






People Who Owe Me Money: Loyality Doesnât Exist Anymore!!!
Andi The Lawyer From Brevard County, An Oral Contract With A Witness, $2,000.00 & Others!!!
Formerly Patâs Place on NY Ave in Deland, $400
Super Wash $800
SORRY CHARLIES!!! Yep, Sorry Charlies in Samsula is the place to be every weekend, as they have something kicking there all the time. From Charity Runs, Parties & Benefits, to Top Notch bands, like Whey Jennings to Swap Meets, Yard Sales & Car/Bike/Chopper Shows. This place is Rocking!!!
Charlie & Amie, on the cover this month holding their 1st dollar they made, have worked non stop for 3 years to make this small bar a huge success. From remolding the inside (what a beautiful change), to enlarging the outdoor bar and courtyard, to fixing the parking lot to make it easier to park your scooter. They have done a great job, and imagine as they go, youâll see more & more good things happening here. By the way, their 3rd anniversary party was off the hook. I missed the 1st of it, as I had a funeral to do, but when I got there, there was almost no room to park and the people there were truly enjoying their day at Sorry Charlies!!!


John 10:27-28
Only the Lordâs true sheep follow and obey Him because they know and recognize His voice. âMy sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand.â (John 10:27-28 ESV)

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Just Go! Going to be a might chilly today. Even have a good chance weâre going to get wet. But, with Old Man Winter and his crazy cold temperatures growing smaller and smaller in our calendarâs review mirror, our all day rides are starting to become âA Sight For Sore Eyesâ as they say. We decided to run up US1 and roll West on South Street. (The street that runs right up the North side of the New Smyrna Airport). We ran that all the way to itâs end. Left past Rocco Park on the right then past the New Smyrna Football Stadium on the left. Feet down at the stop sign at Turnbull Bay Road. Right onto Turnbull for a nice winding road full of right and left leans until we were interrupted by another stop sign at Pioneer. Right onto Pioneer for even more left / right leans and two lanes of basically nothing all the way to The Cabbage Patch. Nice! Not stopping at âThe Patchâ this time though. Remember, this is an all day excursion and weâre just getting started.
Straight through until Pioneer blends into Highway forty four West towards Deland. Really like the ride through Delandâs architecture. As big as Deland is, and getting bigger, it still has an old town charm. Old homes with new tenants in them, old buildings with new businesses thriving. If all of those walls could talk, huh? Caught the green light at Kepler Road and leaned the whole chariot to the right and chased it to International Speedway Boulevard. Left on ISB to seventeen ninety two then right to our first stop, The Brass Rail. Havenât been here in awhile. Nice place and itâs just a handful of miles beyond O.B.âs. Planted ourselves at one of the comfy benches out front, drink in hand, just to watch the traffic zoom by. Both directions. Have you ever wondered just where all of those people are going? Or where theyâre coming from? No. Maybe itâs just me. Left two Bud Light bottles behind and decided to move on. North on seventeen ninety two towards DeLeon Springs. Took a left onto a side street, donât remember the name or number. Sorry. A little two laner that snaked itâs way through....pg 30
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Magoo...Road Agents MC....is he still with us riding his scooter in the Detroit area? But not the same one!



âThe Mystery Harley Shopâ in Daytona of the 1950âs- very little known about this dealer between the 1940âs when it was âSnows Harley Davidsonâ on Volusia Avenue (that burned down in 1949 I believe) to 1962 when It was Robison Harley Davidson- in between there was this dealer but not much information about it- Robison Harley Davidson was at 728 Ballough Road from 1962-1964 when he moved into the current location on ISB- this is a original business card that I found in Joes old desk drawer - anyone remember this dealership?

Joe and Angela Robison












âA Cool Biker Bar In The Countyâ
âA Great Great Ride To & Thru The Countyâ












a canopy of trees and plopped us right onto Highway forty.
Left on forty aiming at the Saint Johnâs River. Climbed the bridge on the East side and then drifted down the West side. First left after the bridge, then another and weâre in the parking lot at Drifterâs. Just what the Doctor ordered! A Great view of the river, friendly faces about, boats rocking in unison, and the smell of delicious grub. Oh, and cold suds to boot. Snuggled into a small table with only two chairs just off of the bar and sank into complete relaxation.
Perfect! Huh, the tv is on behind the bar and The President landed in Daytona and is taking a lap around Daytona International Speedway in his limo, The Beast! Very Cool! Chewed the fat with the Mrs. long enough to make two more Bud Lights disappear. Two must be my lucky number today. Thought about heading a little further West but the skies changed our minds. Getting very dark, and you know what that means.
Change of plan, going East back towards civilization before the rain hits. Didnât make it. The moisture began reaching earth about the time we passed Volusia Speedway Park. Well, at least itâs light rain, for now, so we pushed on. Doesnât look like the Heavens are going to stop crying for awhile. No Worries. Made a couple of stops as we worked our way home. Regardless of what you enjoy, boats, airplanes, bikes, beaches, or whatever else tickles your funny bone. Just something to ponder. Weâve all heard, or even said, âYou only live onceâ... I respectfully disagree. âYou only die onceâ, but you live every day. So............... Just Go!
Gregg Riggle















Johnny Ringo was a notorious figure in the American Old West, known for his involvement in the infamous gunfight at the O.K. Corral and his association with the outlaw group, the Clanton gang. Ringoâs life has been the subject of much specu-

lation, and his legacy has been shaped by both historical records and Hollywood portrayals. He was born around 1850 in Indiana, and while many details of his early life are unclear, his reputation as a skilled gunman and outlaw grew over time.
Ringo is most famously remembered for his role in the gunfight at the O.K. Corral, which took place in Tombstone, Arizona, in 1881. While he was not directly involved in the shootout itself, he was closely associated with the Clanton and McLaury families, who were on the opposing side of the lawmen led by Wyatt Earp and his brothers, and Doc Holliday. Ringo was a member of the âCowboyâ faction that clashed with Earp, Holliday, and other lawmen in the region. His involvement in various outlaw activities, including cattle rustling and other criminal endeavors, made him a wanted man, and he quickly became one of the most feared figures in the Southwest.
One of the defining characteristics of Ringoâs life was his reputation as a skilled and deadly gunfighter. Like many figures of the time, much of what is known about him comes from a mix of historical accounts and sensationalized stories. He was known to have a quick temper and a penchant for violence, which only added to his legend as an outlaw. Itâs also believed that Johnny Ringo had several run-ins with lawmen and was often involved in violent confrontations, though he managed to evade justice for much of his life.
Ringoâs most well-known Hollywood portrayal is in the 1957 film Gunfight at the O.K. Corral, in which he was played by actor John Ireland. In this film, Ringo is depicted as a key antagonist who faces off with the famous Wyatt

Earp, played by Burt Lancaster. The filmâs portrayal of Ringo as a villainous and ruthless outlaw became one of the definitive versions of the character in the public imagination. However, later portrayals, such as in the 1993 film Tombstone, took a more nuanced approach to his character, presenting him as a complex figure who was both a feared gunman and an individual caught in the larger conflicts of the time.
The mystery surrounding Johnny Ringoâs death has only added to his legendary status. He was found dead in 1882 under mysterious circumstances, with a gunshot wound to the head. Some believed he had been killed by Doc Holliday, with whom he had a bitter rivalry, while others suggested that Ringo may have taken his own life. His death remains unsolved, and as with many aspects of his life, there are numerous theories, but no definitive answers. In popular culture, Johnny Ringo has remained a symbol of the lawless, violent nature of the Old West. His name continues to be associated with infamous outlaws and gunfighters, and his portrayal in film and television has kept his legacy alive. While historical details about his life are often hard to separate from myth, Johnny Ringoâs association with the iconic events in the history of the American West has cemented his place as one of the most memorable figures in Western lore.









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To prepare for his role in âThe Wild Oneâ (1953), Marlon Brando renewed his love for motorcycles, practicing his cycling technique and selecting his own wardrobe, which he wore to and from the studio. Brando also spent time with the real-life biker gangs to absorb their mannerisms and speech.
Director Stanley Kramer hired real biker gangs to play themselves. When Kramer asked one of them what they were rebelling against, one cyclist cracked, âWell, what ya got?â That was incorporated into the script and became one of the filmâs most quoted lines.
The Triumph motorcycle that Brando rides in the movie was his personal bike. Brandoâs motorcycle is a 650cc Triumph Thunderbird. From stills, its registration number looks like 63632. Co-star Lee Marvin also owned a Triumph 200cc Tiger Cub. Marvin could not ride a motorcycle at the time of filming, but determined not to be bettered by Brando, he quickly learned, later becoming a keen competitor on his Triumph 200cc Tiger Cub in desert races. âWe started out to do something worthwhile, to explain the psychology of the hipster, but somewhere along the way,

we went off the track. The result was that instead of finding why young people tend to bunch into groups that seek expression, all that we did was show the violence.â
Reflecting on the movie in his autobiography, Brando concluded that it had not aged very well but said, âMore than most parts Iâve played in the movies or onstage, I related to Johnny, and because of this, I believe I played him as more sensitive and sympathetic than the script envisioned. Thereâs a line in the picture where he snarls, âNobody tells me what to do.â Thatâs exactly how Iâve felt all my life.â
Marlon Brando



















A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, âWhat does love mean?â The answers they got were broader, deeper, and more profound than anyone could have ever imagined!
âWhen my grandmother got arthritis, she couldnât bend over and paint her toenails anymore... So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. Thatâs love.â Rebecca - age 8
âWhen someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.â Billy - age 4
âLove is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.â Karl - age 5
âLove is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.â Chrissy - age 6
âLove is what makes you smile when youâre tired.â Terriage 4
âLove is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.â Danny - age 8
âLove is whatâs in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and just listen.â
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

âIf you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.â Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikkaâs on this planet)
âLove is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day.â Noelle - age 7
âLove is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.â Tommy - age 6
âDuring my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasnât scared anymore.â Cindy - age 8
âMy mommy loves me more than anybody. You donât see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.â Clare - age 6
âLove is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.â Elaine - age 5
âLove is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.â Chrisage 7
âLove is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.â Mary Ann - age 4
âI know my older sister loves me because she gives me all

her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.â Lauren - age 4
âWhen you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.â (what an image!) Karen - age 7
âLove is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesnât think itâs gross...â Mark - age 6
âYou really shouldnât say âI love youâ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.â Jessica - age 8
And the final one: The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentlemanâs yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, âNothing, I just helped him cry.â


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Did you ever stop to think that the grandmothers of today were once rebels, rule-breakers, and icons of a generation that changed the world? To the twenty-somethings of today, let us paint you a picture of who we wereâand still are at heart.
We were the ones who wore mini skirts so short they turned heads, tight pants that left little to the imagination, and high boots that made every step feel like a statement. Bras? Who needed them when freedom was the fashion?
Our soundtrack was legendary: Led Zeppelin, The Who, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix, and Janis Joplin. These werenât just artists; they were the heartbeat of our revolution. We didnât just listen to their music; we lived itâsinging, dancing, and feeling every note like it was part of our soul.
We rode in Mini Coopers and sped off on motorcycles that screamed independence. We smoked, we drank gin tonics, and we didnât apologize for any of it. Muddy music festivals? We didnât just go; we danced, we laughed, and we lived those moments to the fullest.
Our days were long, not because of endless scrolling on smartphones or binge-watching TV, but because we didnât have those thingsâand we didnât care. We were out there, in the world, creating memories, stories, and adventures that would last a lifetime.
So, no, youâll never be like your grandmother. And thatâs okay. But remember, someone had to tell you: the grandmothers of today were once the wild hearts who paved the way for the world you know.
Rock on, young ones. We already did.












âWhen I was a child my family would travel, Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born.
And thereâs a backwards old town thatâs often remembered, So many times that my memories are worn.
And daddy wonât you take me back to Muhlenberg County, Down by the Green River where Paradise lay.
Well, Iâm sorry my son, but youâre too late in asking, Mister Peabodyâs coal train has hauled it away.â
- John Prine (1971)























Hereâs the winners from this yearâs Chopper Time show. Thank you for everyone who entered and supported the veterans. We had some really great bikes this year.








April 27th




