Flying Barrel Of Monkeys

It’s biker rally weekend, so we continued our family tradition of watching the motorcycle parade.

MonkeyBoy enjoyed waving at the cycles as they drove by and it only took him two or three motorcycles to remember the parade last year and ask “Where’s the candy?” We were parked next to a group of barbequeing bikers so it was harder to see him this year and only one biker babe tossed him some candies. MonkeyBoy was much distressed when further down the road he spied candies that didn’t make it to the shoulder. Luckily, he understood that it wasn’t safe to run into the street to retrieve that candy.

Candy Roadkill

After the parade we went out for dinner and when we were done eating one of the bikers at the table next to us asked if we had a camera, because he would be happy to let MonkeyBoy sit on his bike. MonkeyBoy was apprehensive and shy, but it was all he could talk about on the drive home.