My father rode down King Street for the last time just before noon on Saturday, May 27.
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Dad’s Last Ride

My father rode down King Street for the last time just before noon on Saturday, May 27.
A pilgrimage to familiar territory.
There was only one place I absolutely needed to go in Cayo, and Bob did everything in his power to get me there.
Mariposa exceeded all of our expectations, a bright gem in a fairy tale forest.
A leisurely drive north to Cayo for another five nights in Belize.