This past Sunday my GF and I went for a ride on our motorcycles.

I OC my G17.

We went up 611 to Stroudsburg and had a nice late afternoon lunch/dinner at an outside cafe.

Nothing of note, except for the out of state people looking all wide eyed and OMG, which was amusing to watch. It always plays out the same. One member of a group will see MWAG, lock eyes onto my holster, and lean in and whisper to the rest of the group, who then each try to casually look for themselves. This is usually followed by excited, low whispers, with various return looks. Cracks me up.

We then rode to Canal Cup for ice cream and again, one or two OMG looks, but nothing else really. My bike got more attention than my firearm.


Monday, I went dove hunting with my neighbor and a few others. I OC at the Wa-Wa, and out to the field. Same deal, nobody said boo.

Good weekend.