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Broken Spoke Saloon

4.6 (17 reviews)
Open • Open 24 hours

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Casual
Live music
Good for groups
Outdoor seating

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Brooke N.

Wow! This place is fantastic. Especially at night. The lights around the trees, a motorcycle hanging from a tree, bonfire and great music. It was super fast to get a drink at one of the man bars. However I did not try any food. But hairball the band was there and WOW they rocked!!!

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Patrick D.

5 stars because I ride motorcycles! I came during Daytona Bike week. No car parking, only motorcycles. This place was huge. There were multiple bars and I never had to wait for $4 beers or food. The band was rocking it. The restrooms stayed very clean with attendants on site cleaning up. I didn't have a single complaint. I only wished I could have stayed longer for the next band. No colors or MC jackets are allowed to be worn and felt very safe.

Miss Intent 2022
Scott W.

The Broken Spoke is one of my favorite stops during Bike Week each year. If you love cold beer, live music, a fun crowd, and motorcycles, then look no further. What I love: There is plenty of parking for motorcycles, even during large events, like the custom bike, custom paint, and rat rod contests. There is ample seating throughout (picnic table style). The vendor-provided Porto-johns are kept exceptionally clean. The entire plot is shaded with beautiful old oak trees. The Main Bar, multiple other bars, dance floor, event stage, and gift shops are covered protecting guests from the elements. The staff is friendly, the wait time to get a drink is minimal, and beer prices are average on what you will find in the area during Bike Week ($4-$6). What is not great: I don't mind this much but I have friends that will not come here because of the dirt lot. I don't know why they complain since they wash their bike at least once a week anyway, but this could be a deal-breaker for someone who has a $2K paint job with endless chrome. My biggest beef is with the food vendors; unfortunately, I did not get photos to back up my claim but just know that the chicken on a stick is about the same price you will pay at the International Speedway ($14+). Bands usually start around 12:30 pm and go until 11:30 pm. If you have an opportunity to make it out here this Bike Week (2022), I highly recommend checking out Bobby Friss, Hairball, ZZ3, Fracture, and Miss Intent. The Broken Spoke is close to multiple merchandise/food vendors, the Hog Pen, Bever Bar, and Iron Horse Saloon. So, if you're looking for a change of scenery there are plenty of alternate options nearby. If you have never been to Broken Spoke Saloon, definitely give them a chance. I can see how a place like this might be intimidating to some, but just know that people are here from all over the country and other parts of the world to enjoy the festivities. I hashed up some great conversations with a Canadian, several Brits, and multiple local and out-of-state motorcycle clubs with no issues; everyone is there for a good time.

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Awesome place especially at night. Owner(s) really fixing the place up. Highly recommend.

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1 year ago

Great place to stop for bike week bartenders are really nice and friendly. Good food and lots of bands. Lots of parking. Love this place

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3 years ago

We stopped during bike week and fell in love with this place. Made two trips here and both times it was great. Can't wait to go back

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6 years ago

Fake prices at the food tent, said it was an "old menu". Bitch put the right fkin prices up instead of ripping people off!!!

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6 years ago

Fun place to watch bands during bike week. Grab a slice of brick oven pizza while you're there.

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Fun and amazing venue, great bands and awesome staff. One of the better bikeweek bars to visit

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Iron Horse Saloon

Iron Horse Saloon

4.6(52 reviews)
0.5 mi
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Yes, Iron Horse is a biker bar with great party atmosphere. The "patrons"…read more I say "loosely" are fun, loud, full of energy and awesome. NOT for the uptight! The experience for locals, bikers and even tourists is a must when you are in Daytona Beach We are not bikers per se OK, I'm NOT But my husband is , We stop in when we (I'm on the back) are riding through town. Funny, I don't remember food right now, NO , I wasn't drinking. But, I'll update if available Again, Iron Horse is a must to have a good time

Queen Bee was looking to get a new hoodie to replace the one she bought here 10 or 11 years ago…read more Parking was pretty tight over on the north side of the saloon proper. We had to walk by it to get over to the retail store, which is in a huge yard behind it. Yard itself has all kinds of concessions in it, all of which were shut. Only exception, you ask? Why it's the IHS retail outlet, of course! Walk into the joint and its wall to wall T-shirts, jackets, hoodies and other apparel. Beyond that, there are branded accessories and souvenirs in all kinds of categories. One side note: the store is also an impromptu shrine to our newly elected POTUS. The lady at the register, who seemed to be alone in the store, was busy folding shirts but still friendly and helpful at the same time. She was able to answer the Queen Bee's queries and helped her find the way around. One small note is they even have commemorative IHS whisky bottles of both Gentleman Jack, Wolford Reserve as well as other kinds of hooch on one particular table near center of store. While the bottles were quite lovely and tasteful (damn: I didn't snap a photo), I didn't get one for two reasons... 1. I ain't paying $50+ for a $35 bottle of bourbon 2. I ain't livin' down stink eye from the Queen Bee That said, we had to pass through saloon itself to get back to car parking lot. We didn't bother stopping for a cold one and shoot pool, darts or Jack. There were plenty of biker dudes to keep 'em fairly busy for an early weekday afternoon as it was. They seem to have a basic menu of bar food in there also, but I had no desire to stay. Queen Bee got what she wanted, and I became a supportive spouse for the day! I'm sure that anyone reading this should know that once Bike Week, Race Week and all that stuff get closer, this place will get exponentially more crowded. I'm also sure that anyone reading this should realize that this place caters to bikers/riders, particularly Harley ones. Signs all over the place warn patrons to keep out their attitudes, animals and gang patches. At the same time, they are quite accepting of the mostly regular people who just happen to ride. So if you're one of those folks, this lil watering hole slash sub/cultural icon, then there ya go. Mix and mingle with all sorts of fellow hobbyists from doctors, to plumbers, executives and lawyers to teamsters, carpenters and sawyers.

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Frank's Place - Pool table and stage in the far corner.

Frank's Place

1.9(14 reviews)
2.9 mi
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Great Shithole…read moreBar..................................................................................................Bartenders are super friendly and efficient...

Unfortunately, during the pool tournaments here on Tuesday and Friday nights, this place hosts a…read morecabal of witches who run the tournaments. So I'm a local here in Ormond by the Sea. I belong to a group of about 600 journalists across the country who participate in a blog about their experiences. Here is the recent post I sent my journalist friends about my experience at Frank's, and then Hanky Panky's, and the responses I got from fellow journalists: DANA WILKIE writes: How to Get Kicked Out of a Pool Hall So, for years I've been shooting pool recreationally. Typically, that required having a pool table in my home, which I sometimes did, or frequenting pool halls and bars to seek challengers. Recently, I began playing in tournaments at our local hall and, boy, is that learning curve steep. APA rules are different from bar rules, and so I've learned new terms like "ball in hand" and "in the kitchen." I've acquired new accoutrements, like a break stick, a shooting glove, and a pool tip shaper. These are high competitors, these pool tournament folks, and they don't suffer amateurs patiently. Compared to them, I'm a rank amateur. I was schooled about A) not chalking up the table too much; and B) not hovering too close to the table to view my opponent's shots; and C) how to improve my piss-poor, anemic breaks. So it was that I frequented another local bar here in Ormond Beach, Florida, by the name of "Frank's." There, beyond the view of these tournament sharks, I practiced on my own - perfecting angles and bank shots, learning about "walking the dog" (pool slang for rolling a ball against the rail all the way down to a corner pocket) and trying not to chalk up the table. This went well for some time, until I ran afoul of Frank's bartendress, who apparently took an instant disliking to me. Surly and rude - to several patrons, I've heard - she chided me for leaving my debit card behind, for playing music on my iPhone that "nobody wants to hear" and for - you know - chalking up the table (even though Frank's provides abundant chalk for just this purpose). So apparently, according to patrons, I further irritate said bartendress - she is inaptly named "Charity" -- by talking too much with her boyfriend and shooting against him. So, things started to get ugly. Charity's boss, the two of them friends, marches up to me one evening after I walk in, and declares that I was spotted lifting someone's purse the night before. First, the purse in question belonged to a friend and fellow shooter who asked me to move it from one chair to a chair closer to her. Second, while I'm hardly made of money, I'm not yet at the point where I need to pilfer purses. I try to object, but then realize that this owner, her name is Annette, has it out for me. So, I return to Frank's and try not to chalk up, keep my iPhone on silent, retrieve my debit card dutifully, and avoid said bartendress's sometime boyfriend. Only to be confronted one more by "Annette," who claims that there have been "too many complaints" about me and then announces she's banning me from "Frank's." Now I fully recognize that an establishment's owner has the freedom to refuse service to anyone, for any reason. I'm also aware that what went down here was about jealousy, pettiness, and retribution. Regardless, there are other local halls - including the tournament hall where shooters are tough -- but friendly and helpful. In any event, I sort of consider this a badge of honor. I've been kicked out of a pool hall! Wait 'till my future grandchildren hear about it. Meanwhile, the rumors of my apparent transgressions drifted down a few blocks to the new pool hall I began frequenting -- entitled "Hanky Panky's." Before long, the owner there, a man by the name of Mike, had it out for me. So did the woman running the tournaments there, who quickly found reason to kick me out of said tournaments after I beat her a few times. Eventually, owner Mike --a thoroughly messed up and apparently coked or methed up guy -- kicked me out as well.

Broken Spoke Saloon - pubs - Updated November 2026

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