I told Father Bob we had 600-700 riders. ... He was quiet, then he said, 'Oh boy. I've got to get more holy water. When he was done he was rubbing his shoulder.

The bikers love it. When I had to cancel the first date, they said, 'Oh no! You got to do it! They all took out their little calendars to set a new date.

It's become a Fairhaven tradition.