Although the Biche Auto Fest was scheduled for a 3pm start we figured, we’d give it a few hours because of the concept of island time. After making a few background check calls we learned that this Saturday evening show was but the second of its kind, to be held annually. Not having been to Biche since my childhood days, like three local musketeers we packed the camera and some magazines for sale, then piled in to a bone-stock automatic Suzuki Swift 1.5 ‘incognito-mobile’ and set off on our adventure. My mother smiled as we left, happy to know we were heading to her original home.