We rode the ferry from Hyannis with our bikes and Whiskey along for the ride. He’s such a good traveler and loved going for long walks to the beach.
Whiskey hates fireworks and I love lobsters, so we headed north for the fourth.
After recovering a bit, we arrived in Cabo for Brett’s birthday blast in Baja.
On our way to Baja, we stopped for a few days in Mexico City to eat, shop, and enjoy the capital.
Despite the warnings, I ventured out into the storm. Proving once again there’s no such thing as bad weather, only improper equipment.