There were lots of bikes in Hot Springs, it was extremely loud, reminded me slightly of BBBQ. I don't mind loud motorcycles in their place, although I don't think Hot Springs when there isn't a Rally in progress is the place. There were even a few bikes not only revving thier engines but had Rap going full blast at the same time. I was getting about as ticked off as the non-bikers. I mean, no kidding, I went to Hot Springs for R&R and I can't even hear myself think. I also had the misfortune of having a run in with a "bad ass biker". He didn't like me stopping my car with the bumper a little ways into the cross walk. Not something I do purposely. What an absolute idiot, a disgrace to the human race, the guy had obviously forgotten to take his Xannex. It was one of my Kodak moments and I don't think his girlfriend was so impressed with him after he ignored what I had to say. What a punk.
Wow, that sounded like a gripe session, I didn't intend it that way, it just happened and I shall not repent.