Morning light brought sunny skies once the fog
burned off. We rolled into town for some good
eats. A couple of us were fascinated by this old
steel railroad bridge. On the way back, we had
to stop and have a look at it. We were surprised to
see a few deer walk across the 200 foot wide river
that only seemed to
be no more than a foot deep. It looked much deeper
than that from the road.
...but the chickens were stacked to 13 nine.
Morning light coming in the window.
Mmmmm fresh percolated coffee. Filled
up the classic field green Stanley thermos for a day on the
trails.
That mud is as hard as cement by now
We had several favorite spots to go have fun.
Some of us enjoy those small areas where you can just
climb over all kinds of obstacles like dirt mounts and
up short steep hill climbs. Carl was really
enjoying himself after a long hiatus from the wheeling
scene.
More trails, more great views. We
had a destination mapped out, which was going to take us
up some steep climbs. But first a pause at the
Tree stand for some...
Onboard
Air
