Evening lollygag down the road

Rolex and John heading home

The deer flies were horrible, yet again, so I made it a short ride in the woods, albeit a brisk one with lots of trotting in hopes of leaving the flies in the dust. No such luck. John caught up with us riding Rolex. He wasn't planning to ride (hence the beachwear outfit), but couldn't resist an opportunity to be in the saddle, bugs or no, shoes or no. That's my guy!