Nimue is now big enough to have stolen/inherited my mountain bike. I think that means I get a new one at some point. As it is, I can ride my commute bike on much of the terrain I would mountain bike on locally.
Nim actually smiled while riding with Chad. That is, before she got tired...
We also inadvertently investigated Drawbridge, the Bay Area's only ghost town. A few buildings on stilts can still be seen in the marsh near where Coyote Creek enters the bay -- all that is left of a collection of 90 buildings that comprised a thriving railroad town back in the day.
(I've seen this before, but there was a new interpretive plaque, so now we know why there are weird old buildings out in the mud.)
A good start to the New Year.
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