Sunday morning lunch ride to Boshamps

[rangerreece]

Rhonda perusing the menu (she settled for the hamburger)

Waiting on my blackened shrimp basket.

A lovely cool drink of lemon water on the beach.

The valet couldn’t ride a motorcycle to park the bike but he could take a picture.

Sophie and Ellie’s eye balls was floating, they was glad we was home.

These are the riding adventures of the Prez and First Lady on a typical Sunday morning in the south. Azaleas are in bloom, red buds, and dogwoods… it’s getting to be that time of year.

 

[rich]

You are a lucky man. It's nice to see some folks getting rides in. There's no riding in our neck of the woods. But it will happen along soon.