A Tommy Bahama ad I saw in one of the surf shops.
Po Boy for lunch!
The view at lunch.
My pirate kite for my niece.
Off to Xscape, fun
Last one, a tiny frog hung out with me for bit.
I rode home and stopped in Williamsburg for gas.
I broke 4,000 on the ride home.
By the numbers.
One last thing, I think I've told y'all I'm a numbers guy. Believe it or not, I've been tracking exactly how many miles I've ridden in my lifetime and on this trip home I broke 1,000,000 miles. No fanfare, no plaques or award, just a warm fuzzy and a sense of accomplishment.
Life is short, enjoy the ride.
Thanks for reading,