Cruzzin Bonaire

This is a rouge biker hanging out at the beach. Actually, I wanted to get a softail but they were all booked. I settled for the shadow which needed a tune-up. It made little difference. The roads outside of town weren’t really wide enough for two cars so everytime people came upon each other from different directions they had to slow down to a crawl and go partially onto the shoulder to pass each other. Also, I kept looking for the dreaded donkeys…