Pebble Beach is his church

I think this is where he started to whimper and claw at the window.




I had no idea this stop was so important to him, but look at that smile.







We ate lunch on the porch behind him.




I don't normally take pictures of food because well, it's just food. But feast your eyes on that lobster sandwich.



That cheese cake is a piece of art I tell you.

Our view of the 18th hole from where we sat and ate lunch.

get back here... you can't climb on that