Doozle does Detroit.

The boys contacted me just before I was leaving for this trip about possibly contributing. Not sure of my self and what all I have to offer as Im just a no body doing life the only way I know how, I graciously accepted. With hopes to spread stoke and inspire, here is my first post. Hope ya’ll enjoy. -Chad

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Doozle Does Detroit

It seems that summer ends as soon as it starts. It felt like just yesterday we all were carving the mountains during Smokey Mountain Chopperfest. I guess the saying is right, time flies when you’re having fun. With fall about to start, I needed to get out of the sauna state and roam some miles while I still could. A few phone calls and considerations, I was pumped to head to Detroit for Oily souls and the Venturo’s bbq.

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I ditched a plane ticket for the following weekends family vacation in Michigan and trucked up to Acme, Pa. A good buddy, Kyle Lopes had been working there all summer at a rad indy HD shop, McClain’s jam cycle. I dumped the swingshuv out and packed her up for the weekend. Kyle got cut from work and off we went to Pittsburg. It was my first time ever seeing the city. From the outside it looked glorious and on the inside it seemed American as fuck.unspecified-3unspecified-5

The next morning we were headed towards Cleveland to meet up with some guy named Bob. Kyle mentioned tolls along our way and I just laughed. We have them all over in Orlando and on a bike its not hard to cover up a plate to roll for free so I said, “Just follow suite, I got ya.” Well, I encountered a new kind of tollbooth; this motherfucker had an arm that about close lined me off the bike. Holding on like hell I definitely did not cover my plate and ended up head butting the flexible arm. I cannot wait for that ticket in the mail. Back to Bob though, Bob has a rad pan/shovel with some of the most meticulous ingenuity I have ever seen in person. Brake linkages that attach to the oil pump, a brake stay that god himself would have a hard time creating and an engine that makes the devil smile every time it’s kicked to life. After meeting Bob and talking, I found out his bike was also in the show. Fuck yeah for riding it there!unspecified-4unspecified-7

A couple hundred miles later we rolled into the velodrome where the Venturos were hosting their 4th annual bbq. All types of bikes and people gathered around an old abandon bicycle racetrack. The sun had begun to set and beers were flowing. One of those points in time you wish you could relive over and over again.

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Waking up in the Venturos yard the next morning, we all road to grab food. The McDonalds we found had more security measures than most banks I’ve been in, a nice reminder as to where we were. Next was the famed ghetto tour, unfortunately cut short from some afternoon showers, we ended up under a huge pavilion with beers, some smoke and a skateboard. We all made the absolute most of it and left as friends.

 

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The rains subsided and the rest of the Venturos met us at the pavilion for the ride to the show. A few miles of Detroit’s finest roads and we arrived. Parked in the median directly across from the entrance, we walked right in. Beautiful bikes, happy people and delicious tacos, you couldn’t ask for anything more.

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A few blocks after we left the show my go pro slipped out of my jacket, luckily Kyle noticed it and we u-turned back. There it lay in the middle of an intersection…lucky af. However it was late Saturday night in Detroit and we lost the group. A few random gas station directions later we found 8mile road, jogged back to 7mile and a right at the Little Ceasers. Success, we made it back to the house.

A long night with no sleep, still tripping, we left around 7am. I couldn’t even gather my tent up, seriously, barely got my other belongings on the bike. Absolute shambles and we were off, the good ol’ Irish goodbye.

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A bit over 300 miles of trying not to fall asleep or puke and our weekend was done. A huge thanks to Will Solares for the initial invite, Kyle Lopes and his boss for everything. Who ever puts on Oily souls, y’all nailed a great event and the Venturos, Thanks for the hospitality guys. End of summer success. Cheers -TheMandoozle

Hamtramck Hustle / Oily Souls 4


Hamtramck Hustle/Oily Souls 4

words and photos by: Jeff Jolly / Hold Fast Photography Detroit

I woke up Saturday August 27th and immediately checked the weather. Low chance of rain until 5pm. I got to the meet up spot at 1:30, a couple of texts came in about bad weather heading our way, but we were already committed to ride. First stop was the 10th annual Hamtramck Hustle, hosted by the Dead Last Car Club.

For those not familiar with the Detroit area, Hamtramck is a small independent city located entirely inside Detroit proper. As we pulled up we were directed to the motorcycle parking behind Kelly’s Bar. There were lots of hot rods, rat rods, classics and customs parked on the street. There was a nice variety of motorcycles as well. Around 3 it started to thunderstorm, people took shelter in the bar. After 2 hours the rain stopped, we dried the bikes off and got ready to head to Oily Souls.

The Jam Handy Building was this years venue. It is slightly larger space than previous years, so more motorcycles were in the show. The amount of different styles of motorcycles included meant there was something in the show everyone could enjoy. The craftsmanship on these bikes was astounding. Gene Payne brought a huge display of Harley Davidson race bikes. The Jalopy Brothers provided the some killer tunes. Outside became a huge block party. Motorcycles of every kind, vans, and hot rods lined the street. So many people showed up they had to park on the grass median between the two side of Grand Blvd. The atmosphere at Oily Souls 4 was really laid back, everyone was friendly
and seemed to be having a great time. This show gets better every year, as Ted Nugent said “Detroit City is the place to be!” If you get the chance, get to Detroit next August for Oily Souls.

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