(way on the other side of town from the B&B, btw), and pulled into a quaint-looking mom & pop type motel, the Apple Inn, which we quickly pulled out of when we saw what looked like (unconfirmed... just bad vibes) a drug deal going down.
Across the street, and down a ways was a Best Western, and we got ourselves a real, honest-to-goodness motel room. We felt so civilized.
We peeled off our riding gear, and de-bugged:
not sure how we picked up so many passengers...
these were all between skin & base layer... yeck