The ferry to the island was a bit windy.
View from our place.
Ike yelling about the chickens in our neighbor's yard.
Cannon ball.
Rock throwing.
Pile of treasures.
Cold.
Sunset.
Drove to old crumbly ruins. It was a little freaky driving to the top of this hill. It was steep.
The views were good.
Abandoned part.
Communications part.
Olive trees.
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