Fresh off the Boat with Eddie Huang - Bay Area, Part 1  Eddie’s first stop in the Bay Area is Oakland, where he hangs with a local biker gang that shows hipsters how to shoot guns and hunt for rabbit. After a few gruesome hours in the Oakland outback, they head back to the clubhouse to shoot the shit, throw back a few cold ones, and talk about the disconnect between people and the process it takes to put meat on their plates. Then they cook up a delicious meal of southern-style deep-fried rabbit. Watch it here

Fresh off the Boat with Eddie Huang - Bay Area, Part 1 

Eddie’s first stop in the Bay Area is Oakland, where he hangs with a local biker gang that shows hipsters how to shoot guns and hunt for rabbit. After a few gruesome hours in the Oakland outback, they head back to the clubhouse to shoot the shit, throw back a few cold ones, and talk about the disconnect between people and the process it takes to put meat on their plates. Then they cook up a delicious meal of southern-style deep-fried rabbit.

Watch it here

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In the month I spent hanging out with outlaw biker gangs in Australia, I was threatened at least three times with various grisly forms of death and/or maiming. First, a Hell’s Angel threatened to bury me on the club’s property in Broadford. Second, a Gypsy Joker said he was going to shoot me if I didn’t get the fuck away from him. And third, a Coffin Cheater told me he was going to find out where I lived and ‘come fuck me up’ if I wrote anything about his club running drugs. So I won’t. But apparently there wasn’t any good speed in Australia until the Hell’s Angels invited a couple of Oakland, Californian brothers down for a few weeks in the 80s to teach them how to build methamphetamine labs. Ever since then, bikies and drugs and women and guns have gone fairly well hand in hand in Australia and you can get a point easier than change for a twenty. One of the unwritten rules though, in every outlaw biker club in Australia, is no heroin. That’s grounds for excommunication.Read the rest at Vice Magazine: HARLEY HOUNDS - Aussie Biker Gangs Broken Down - Vice Magazine 

In the month I spent hanging out with outlaw biker gangs in Australia, I was threatened at least three times with various grisly forms of death and/or maiming. First, a Hell’s Angel threatened to bury me on the club’s property in Broadford. Second, a Gypsy Joker said he was going to shoot me if I didn’t get the fuck away from him. And third, a Coffin Cheater told me he was going to find out where I lived and ‘come fuck me up’ if I wrote anything about his club running drugs. So I won’t. But apparently there wasn’t any good speed in Australia until the Hell’s Angels invited a couple of Oakland, Californian brothers down for a few weeks in the 80s to teach them how to build methamphetamine labs. Ever since then, bikies and drugs and women and guns have gone fairly well hand in hand in Australia and you can get a point easier than change for a twenty. One of the unwritten rules though, in every outlaw biker club in Australia, is no heroin. That’s grounds for excommunication.


Read the rest at Vice Magazine: HARLEY HOUNDS - Aussie Biker Gangs Broken Down - Vice Magazine 

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