So, I'm North of Flagler on the A1A, and I pull off into a very ritzy golfing community on a beach.. I'm just riding and I find a beach public access parking area. So, I park, and walk to the beach. There are no other bikes in this lot. I check out the sights and return to my bike.
As I'm ready to leave, two riders pull in. One pulls in right next to me and asks me how I like my F6B. Turns out it's "Bob from Michigan." How random???
We had a nice chat.

All too cool.
Cheers,
Steve