Cheyenne loses out because we talk and she doesn't get my undivided attention when someone else comes along on our walks.
A helicopter flew overhead and I hoped it would pass close over the bridge. In the event all I got was a little black dot in the top right corner of the picture.
Cheyenne got busy grazing, turning her back on us.
Helicopters, cars, planes: it was Grand Central Station.
And let's not forget the boats.
All too much for a girl.
I was astonished to spot il Duce riding by on a Harley.
The picnic-ing pair untied the boat and left.
I took a last look around, the island off Bahia Honda State Park.
Sunbathers enjoying a winter day at the beach in the park.
And then we left too.
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