This is the fourth and final post about Myrtle Beach Bike Week and my experience as a first timer.

One of the things that was a bit of a surprise to me about my trip to Myrtle Beach is that actually going to the beach did not seem like much of a priority.  Me?  At the first sign of the ocean, I pulled the bike over, breathed in the ocean air and relaxed into the view.  I’m an Outer Banks, NC  kind of woman … the Outer Banks is “beautifully natural, formed by centuries of wind, water and sand blown from the Atlantic Ocean, and home to a rich history; a place that inspires a true sense of adventure” (http://www.outerbanks.org/)

Even though Myrtle Beach is vastly different than a less developed beach community, it was during the very early morning hours that I found the ocean experience that I love.

We rode our bikes to the 2nd Avenue Pier, enjoyed breakfast at the Pier House Restaurant, and marveled at the view.

There’s just something about a beach, whether developed or more remote and quiet, that makes me so incredibly happy.

As did this fun time away with friends that I adore.