Tsali is a funny place. It has a billion people go to it, but yet it seems to get no maintenance, to the point that only time and use seem to change it. I'm not sure they even mow the campground on a regular basis anymore! Still, it is a fun destination for a family biking trip, so once again, we loaded up the Reed horde and struck out on the road in the environmental catastrophe know as the Land Rover.
10 (!!!) hours later,
Ubiquitous 'truck in picturesque spot' picture. I had the Turner this time. It is my primary bike right now and I am considering giving it some appropriate love in the form of a new fork and wheels.
The Reed Horde and the River. Sounds like a bad Mel Gibson movie...
Sub-title for the bad Mel Gibson movie? Does Hollywood inspiration come from the walls in men's rooms? From the movies I've seen lately, YES!
A duck eyes a kayak paddler suspiciously. I don't trust those people either, Mr Duck.
The Sluggo helps me deliver another tennis ball to the Utahdog. She and I had a good talk about dying and remembering people important to you and the whole bit. By the end of out walk, she had me crying!
This is one of the few pictures I'll allow of her on the web, because, with her face all scrunched up from the sunlight glare, you can barely tell who it is!
2 comments:
So THAT's where you were. Mom said she thought you were on a trip. I'm impressed you allowed that photo of the progeny on the web!
She is so contorted because of the sun's glare that I'm OK with the pic.
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