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