Bikes and Breakfast

Always be the early bird.

Always be the early bird.

There’s a reason I don’t attend motorcycle related events that often. Once you have been to one it feels like you have been to all of them. It usually goes like this, loud music in a small area with bored half naked women either sitting or standing beside a gorgeous motorcycle surrounded by sober to not so sober men.

Friday night and I still don’t have a plan for the weekend. Bored to death from scrolling on my Facebook feed when an invitation suddenly popped up. I usually ignore these kinds of things as most events are just spams, people inviting you to events that clearly has nothing to do with you. But a quick glance made me decide to check this one out simply because theres the word “Bikes” on it. Followed by the word “Breakfast”.  “That’s unusual” I muttered to myself, I checked the event details and found out that the event will be held at a cafe just 10 minutes from where I live. “A cafe and not a bar?” I wondered. The more I read about it, the more it became interesting. With more questions than answers I decided to click on the “Going” button.

Had to wake up early, event starts at 7:00 am. I messaged one of the organizers to inform him that I will document the event. I packed my DSLR and went down to fetch my motorcycle, although there’s really no strict code as to what kind of motorcycle you should bring. I decided to bring my custom motorcycle Wander One so I could at least blend in.

The cool breeze and the warm sun are the best combination for a morning ride. It’s so perfect that I told myself “If I end up not liking the event, I could just go out and ride.” As I rode through Marcos highway I saw three vintage scooters, that seem to be en-route to the event. How did I know they were going there? Half face helmets with bandanas to cover their mouths and a pair of sunglasses to protect their eyes from the wind is the typical outfit of those who ride vintage scooters and custom motorcycles.

Not just an ordinary cafe, but a legit biker hangout.

Not just an ordinary cafe, but a legit biker hangout.

I tailed them until we got to our destination, Vintage Cafe Marikina. After we took our helmets off we smiled at each other, seems like we were the first ones to arrive as the parking is still empty. Then someone from the inside instructed us to park on the other side, there we saw a couple of cruisers their owners inside already having some breakfast. Were still early, there were still a lot of seats and the kitchen is still not busy. My bike is here, now on to the other part… breakfast.

I had a couple of minutes to roam around as the venue was still not packed. It will be easy to fill up this space as it’s not that big. One motorcycle group could probably fill up the whole place, looking around a lot have actually done so. There are framed insignia of different groups a testament that this is just not your regular cafe.

Rides of different builds and brands.

Rides of different builds and brands.

One by one the other riders arrived, it was a mix of vintage, custom, cruisers and standard bikes. Seeing that more are arriving, the organisers started setting up the table for registration, for what? A draw. They are going to give out prizes like helmets, caps and shirts. This is really turning into an event and not just a regular meet up which is something that really surprised me. Now I’m waiting for what will
happen next.

After the registration some went back to their tables while others went outside too look at the assorted motorcycles attending the event. Everyone had their own small group, both inside and out side the cafe. From time to time the members of the group switch up, some stranger would join in the conversation with the usual ice
breaker… motorcycles.

Motorcycle is the ice breaker.

Motorcycle is the ice breaker.

Then someone arrived on a Husqavarna Terra 650… someone prominent i suppose as people started to whisper to each other. He paced twice before deciding to park, when he took his helmet off. Those who were whispering smiled, a sign of confirmation that their hunch was correct. It was Jay Taruc.

At first I thought he was there to attend the event just like a regular rider, but apparently he was there to shoot the event and turn it into one episode of his upcoming motorcycle related show. He was with three other people a drone guy, a dslr shooter and another one who seemed like a producer. They interviewed the organizer and talked about the details of the event, where it started and how it came to be.

The brains behind the event.

The brains behind the event.

At first I thought that Bikes and Breakfast was an original idea of the Bikerbox crew, later I found out that it all started way back in 2013 back in the US. It’s main goal is to gather like minded individuals who are into vintage, classic and custom motorcycles. But it doesn’t discriminate, it welcomes any brand or style as long as it on two wheels or maybe three. The first event here in the Philippines was held at the Bikerbox Warehouse last February 12, 2017.

Then the event attendees started to mobilize, they organized themselves into two rows and started  moving out. The drone hovered waiting for them to come back, they rode very slowly as they approach the its field of view. After getting the nod from the drone operator that everything was captured they went on to park their motorcycles, that act might be very simple but the sense of accomplishment was very obvious in their smile as they took of their helmets.

Turborat.

Turborat.

Everyone was invited to go back inside for the awarding. It’s probably the first time this morning that I got to realize just how many came, the place was packed. Some of the riders were not even sitting at chairs anymore, they settled at the steps going the next floor of the place while others were content with just standing.

They started giving away the raffle prizes, everyone was excited to hear their names called. The prizes are not just cheap give aways, they are branded shirts and caps and even an expensive helmet. One by one they approached Maki, the host, with big smiles on their faces accepting the various goodies. Last prizes were given the 3 best looking bikes of the morning. It was very hard to determine who would win the 2nd and 3rd place since theres a lot of awesome looking bikes. But we all agreed on who to take the first place, the Virago 750 made by Tokwa Party Garage.

The bike of the morning.

The bike of the morning.

After the mandatory group photos infront of the winning bikes, I was expecting for people to leave. Some did, but most didn’t, seems everyone is still hyped, still all smiles and very active. After all, for most of them the day is just starting. This event is a refreshing reminder that you don’t need alcohol to have a successful gathering of bikers. The stigma of  bikes and booze going hand in hand is almost non existent here. (“Almost” because some still preferred to drink beer so early in the morning).

Seeing everyone smiling and active without a trace of alcohol is a site to see…
special thanks to coffee.

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