The B.D.A.C.

After I was done washing the bike, we went for a nice long ride. We stopped here for lunch and some beers. It's a place on Walnut Island called Barry's...great little place. Apparently, from what Barry told us, this started out as Outer Banks Bike Week sponsored by the local Harley dealer, but he got in a little spat with them, so now there is the Outer Banks Bike Week and the Outer Banks Bike Rally that happens at the same time. I could give a shit less about a "Bike Week" or a "Bike Rally," I was just looking for a new place to ride. My parents love going to every Harley dealership they can find. They have been riding for years, but they still get all dressed up in all Harley gear before they get on their bikes (that's them standing next to their dressed out rides). It's pretty funny sometimes, but whatever...and I admit, I collect t-shirts.
MMMMM...Yuengling. They don't sell that here, so I drank as much as I could while I was there.
Gettin' my sun on before we go out riding again. It was nice to see the sun, since I had just finished tax season and had translucent skin. I'll post the rest once I get them off of my phone.

J-Rod