No, no, no, it wasn’t me or Bob taking another ride down that damn trail! Both of our sons and Tim’s girlfriend Shannon, niece Katie and nephew Robert went on the ride. Oh, and our little 5 year old granddaughter, Jas, went again.
They used a different shuttle company this time and the set up for the tag-along bike for Jasmine was much better, a much more sturdier attachment between bikes. There was also another difference, her pedaling counted as where the bike she was on the other day didn’t. Jonathan said he had to use the brakes a whole lot more this trip because she was pedaling so hard.
This trip Tim took a dip in the cold mountain stream and it wasn’t by choice. They stopped along the way to climb rocks and play near the water and he and slipped on a rock. Jasmine was delighted in pointing out a snake she saw.
To me, some things are done and once is enough, this is one of them! These guys are already planning another trip to Virginia to do the trail again. More power to them.
Our plan for dinner was to grill chicken on the grill and me and the girls would made the side dishes inside. It didn’t quite work out that way because a thunderstorm came in pushed everyone inside. Yes, nine of us in the RV for dinner. Can you say crowded? Can you say extremely crowded? But we did it. Thank heavens for paper plates!
We did end up with two overnight houseguests after all. Grandkids Derek and Briana came knocking on the door late at night because the wind kicked up, it was stormy and they could hear branches cracking all around them. They hightailed it to us and we welcomed them with open arms. Well, technically, Bob did, I was already asleep! This weekend wore me out.