Dick and I forgot we were very out of shape and decided to take a long bike ride one day. We rode 10 miles down to a little cafe where they serve the best homemade pie. W shared a sour cream raisin meringue pie. Yummy. I didn't make it back, at 18 miles my knees just died and Dick had to go and get the truck. 1 1/2 miles from the campground he had a flat tire and had to walk his bike back. Not our best day.

Poppy had a great time in the grass and flowers.