Most of the motorcycle riders on AC are pretty nice, and if I get honked at, it is usually a friendly "just letting you know I'm passing" honk, often with a peace sign as they go by. But as usual, there are always a few bad apples. One of them honked before blowing by us at an alarming speed, and then we saw him sitting on the bench outside of Newcomb's slurring and ranting about everything from cyclists in his way to his wife being lazy... obviously drunk. Great, drunk and on windy roads being an a-hole.
__________________
It's like riding a bicycle