Saturday was a gift. It was in the high 50s with sun and blue skies. I had report cards to do and I worked on them as I waited for it to warm up. My friend Cathy was going to ride 50 miles but I convinced her a shorter ride would be just fine. We headed down to go around Lake Dunmore which is the lake I have done a lot (relative term) of tris in. It was gorgeous. GORGEOUS.
It was nice because there was no traffic as it is pretty deserted. We went on the back side of the lake where Cathy had never ridden. She is a fun person to ride with as she is always so appreciative of the ride and scenery.
We stopped at the beach (maybe to find a place to pee). What a day!
Of course we played with the camera some. I don't always have someone with me to get myself in some of the pictures.
We tried the zoom and she said it was too close - which it was - but I love the above picture.
I was so glad I took a break from those pesky report cards. Two weekends devoted to them is too much but they take forever. I never did get back to them as Jameson came by with a friend.
It was such a perfect day for biking. I probably had on more than I needed to. We ended up doing 33 miles which is more than I have done in awhile and I was properly tired last night. I ran 6 this morning and thought I might ride again but I didn't. Today was get things done. Finish report cards. Correct homework. Read my writing curriculum. Write some letters. You know.
On another note last night Jameson lost Jaxon. It's okay he's found but wow! I couldn't imagine it if he wasn't. Jameson was at a bonfire and someone had some fireworks. That was it and Jaxon took off like a rocket. Jameson walked and called him for hours. I kept checking the doors here in case he came here. It was cold and dark and there are miles and miles of woods out there. And it is hunting season. Jaxon had gone about half a mile down the road to a house. The people there checked his collar and called Jameson. When he was picked up he was wagging his tail but shaking like crazy. Poor guy. I guess he slept in for quiet awhile today after his experience last night. I can't imagine it if he wasn't found. Glad for the happy ending.
And in my last post.......the little girl is writing an informational book on hunting. She's done with the first draft of skinning a deer. Now she's on clothing to wear. It's the season.