motorcycling, chronicle of a self-portrait

Chris's boat has been broken [resisting every urge to use the Pensacola grammar of saying that it's "broke"], so we have been "reduced" to playing with his other toy:


Here are a couple of self-portraits (apparently I can only get one whole head in the shot at a time):




We rode to Cobalt's, a cute spot where you can pull up your boat and dine (if yours isn't broke). Chris's turn to take a self-portrait. We turned the flash off (it was no good), but Chris couldn't tell if the camera was taking pictures. Please note his increasingly confused look as he continues to press the button over and over again: