"Has anyone thanked you for coming to OBX for our bike week?"
I said no, that I'd just gotten into town, not at all sure of what else to say.
She stuck out her hand, shook mine, and said, "Let me be the first to say thanks. We are all so glad to see you guys. We love it when the bikers come to town. I really hope you have a great time and come back again."
I was speechless.
So that's my 3 reasons for the run to OBX, and all pretty good ones. No pics yet, obviously, but I'll keep you posted. I'm rolling out of Alexandria the morning of the 21st, heading to Fredericksburg where I plan to get off onto State Route 17. I hear it's a pleasant alternative to that fucking I95 and I64. And a few days later I'll ride home, hopefully with the same big grin I had when I left last year. So far I'm going unchaperoned too. Scary!