49581 miles divided by the 4.5 mile round trip equals 11018 trips…..on only the boardwalk.
After all that math, it was good to see the bartender had a couple Guinness waiting for us.
So we thanked him and enjoyed. Mmmmmmm Guinness.
Boyd is my Grandmothers maiden name.
We then went to another bar for dancing and drinking, then headed for home.
This chic we found on the boardwalk had also been drinking. Walking, however, was a different story.
Ryan was drinking too. Can you guess why he is now behind a dumpster at 3am?
The next (Ryan) day we went to the bike festival to see all the bikes.
I’m trying to hide the fact that my bike is a Yamaha.
As we walked, we found a lot of kick ass bikes.