The next morning, with a 5:00am alarm, we were on the boardwalk with our bikes and coffee waiting for the sunrise.
After that, we rode our bikes to Asbury Park, and back, we stopped along the Shark River, where all the rich muckety mucks dock their private boats on a nice private street with private horse shoes and swings...they even have their own private anchor. But I showed them...I laid all over their anchor
And then, Lou Bag 0 Donuts....
We were back on the beach at 9am...and didn't get home till 7pm. No time for any Iron Chef submission, unfortunately.
So, that's what we were doing. And booze..lots and lots of booze.