was to be one of those rides put together in the last
hours of the morn...I got on the horn with a few of
the lads to meet up with our Isle of Hilton Header
brethren for a whisk into the wild green yonder of
South Carolina...but alas, the last moments call produced
only me mate Kevin, who stands astride his smarting
BMW twin rear exhausted scoot...
off we marched to meet up with the three caberons
from up north in the south of carolinas....
on the thumbnails below, row by row, from left to
right to see the next in sequence...