They allowed us to borrow a chair so mom could stop and rest if she needed to.
A surfer in the distance.
Back at the condominium, mom relaxes as I get ready to go play a little trivia. The
white paper on the arm of the chair is a note telling mom when I will be back.
Tangi, perched on her favorite chair, keeps mom company.
The next day, mom and I share a pitcher of beer on the deck at
HOTO's (Harold's on the Ocean).
Returning from the bathroom (and from flirting with the guys at the bar).
Don't mind if I do.
The beach next to HOTO's.
The Little River waterfront at night -- gambling boat in the background.
Cherry Grove Pier
Mom on the Cherry Grove Pier.