Once again surrounded in McBride

Remember how on our first day on the road we were surrounded by Hell's Angels at the gas station in McBride? We pulled up to the pump for our last fill of the trip. Alb had not even gotten off the bike and we were surrounded once again - by dozens, if not hundreds of ... wasps. It was freakier than Hell's Angels. How we didn't get stung is beyond me. For at least an hour after getting on the road we had that creepy feeling that one was crawling on us, or under our pant leg or in our helmet.