Ahh lunch. Never before has food tasted so glorious. I just stuffed my face with a sandwich, orange slices, a plum, popcorn and cookies. I am refueled and ready to go.
Abby suffered TWO flat tires and Terry, our family friend who is riding with us, broke his chain. But we all arrived to lunch in one piece.
Matts leg is holding up but he is complaining about the fact that I dropped him on the last stretch. Apparently you aren’t supposed to leave a man behind. He said he is now looking for a new fiancé along the ride. It sounds like his feelings are a little hurt…
40 more miles!
Lunch sounds good. Do you have room for a “dogie” bag? Better go back and check on Matt once in awhile. We’re with you all the way.
G-Ma & G-Pa