My Encounter with the Hells Angels in Raleigh
Anyone vaguely familiar with Raleigh,NC has heard about foxy ladies. Everyone went to fox ladies, people came from far and wide to go to foxyladies. One Saturday afternoon me and a few of the patches decided to take the prospects on an outting. We decided to go to Foxy ladies. I am pretty sure it was Foxy ladies but its been 20-25 years ago. It was a topless bar for sure. And it was a great day for a ride. It was about 70 miles away. We had been there before, knew bartenders and dancers (shout out to Dusty). The ride there was uneventful,spirits were high. Arriving and seeing the usual amount of bikes parked on the outside , we parked ours and went inside. It took us a few minutes to acclimate to the darkness and when we did we noticed the gaggle of HA in the house and the biggest one was walking towards us. Alrighty, I thought here we go again. So the big huge guy walks up and introduces himself as either Tank or Juke box or something like that and asked to speak to the leader. Being the spokesperson for our group that would be me. I step forward and introduce myself, shake hands and introducd the rest of the group. He then goes on to say that as a consequence of "Operation Rough Rider" the local Chapter of HA (Durham at the time I think )have been told by the FBI they cannot wear their colors and if they can't we can't either. I then explained, fine we can take off our colors but we have club t shirts under those and we're not drinking beer naked. So the big guy says to follow him outside and heads to the back door. F and S. I knew I was in for some controversey and I was nervous but I went with him because I would rather catch a beating then loose face. Maybe I would get lucky and beat his ass. I was a pretty rugged guy and wrestled in high schol and college, been in more then a few scraps(but this guy was huge). I stepped out into the bright lights and shut the door behind me and got ready for what ever. I take a deep breath and the guy starts talking...To my relief the guy thanks me and our guys for not causing a situation and for being understanding of the issue. He then asks questions about where we are from and are we affiliated with anyone and stuff. He then says lets go back in and he'll buy everyone a drink and we can keep our colors on. In the process of that suare we were asked to come back on Thursday as the president and some of the prospects will be there and we can meet them. We said sure that'd be great. I knew we would not be going back in Thursday anyways. I have the utmost respect for the Hells Angels but I was well aware of their push to absorb smaller clubs like ours and we were all just happy with the way we were. Business was good. We had a neutral relationship with everyone so far and thats the way we were hoping to keep it. So no we never went back on Thursday anyways.
In the years to come some of the guys would violate the don't ride alone with your patch deal and pay dearly. The patch is not supermans cape and its only as relevant as your ability to defend it. And there is safety in numbers always.
These things can go very bad if not handled with respect and not crazy talk. One time The Ghost Riders MC Fayettville chapter was alerted that an out of state club from Virginia was in town. I forget the name of the out of state club. Regardless, the Ghost Riders Sgt of Arms I guy named Steve they call Bigfoot, army guy about 6foot plus(married and father of 2) and a couple Ghost Rider patches go to where the out of state MC club was and start confronting the situation. I wasn't there but I knew the Goldsboro Chapter of the Ghost Riders well and some of the members of the Fayetville chapter and what ever was said caused Steve "Bigfoot" Daughtry to be shot dead right there on the spot. I rode in his funeral. It was very sad. What a shame. Unecessary. I mean they are both motorcyle club members from ****s sake.
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