A mere two weeks after the giant snowstorm ski experience, I found myself drenched with sweat climbing far too many wildflower-covered steep hills on my mountain bike at Henry Coe State Park. Springtime is fun, if a bit schizophrenic!
Sometimes ice cream is just the right thing (different bike ride, same lovely sunshine). Nim rode 30 miles on her own bike in this instance, for a new record.
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