Took the wife out for a ride over the long weekend and hit old route 66 heading east out of Oklahoma City. Great ride by the way for all you Sooners. Anyway, at our first site seeing stop at the round barn outside of Arcadia, we found a great local bike shop called Biker Shack. The ladies working the counter were very friendly and they had a great selection of leather gear.
While I was looking at a new vest, one of the owners mentioned that if I was interested in anything, I better keep a hold of it since there were a bunch of Norwegians that just arrived. This kind of took me by surprise considering we just don't get many Norwegians in Oklahoma. Well she wasn't kidding! Soon about 30 Norwegian bikers came in the shop. It was getting a little crowded so I headed out to the bike to grab some water. It looked like most of them had arrived on Harleys, but a couple of guys had gathered around my America, so I struck up a conversation. From what I was able to understand through the very thick accents, they were all from Norway and had traveled to Chicago earlier in the week to ride the entire length of Route 66, and some do it every year. They were very nice and having grown up with Norwegian grandparents, very enjoyable to listen to. One gentleman in particular really liked the bike and mentioned that he had a 40 year old BSA back in Oslow. Just another example of the wondrous variety that is in store when you head out for a ride.
