I had a nice ride this morning. It was perfect weather, about 15°C (60°F), no wind, no humidity and peaceful.

My son used his map to direct me, his map was a piece of nylon cord he strung between the handles of his seat. I love the imagination.

We watched a crow swoop and peck at a fellow out for his morning walk.

We had a nice ride on Sunday, about 40 km out along the levy and back. My wife was wrecked and could not believe I was going to ride today. She made us take transit back up the hill home, okay with that. Then she bonked hard and we had a nice rest in someones side yard. I made her feel better with my bonk stories. She sighed and said she thought I was not susceptible to such things. "You do not get tired, eat much, get sick or sleep. You just keep going," she says. It is nice that after ten years she still thinks of me like that.

The ride was nice and we had some great crispy and greasy (just right) fish and chips. Then a nice relaxing evening. But i forgot sunscreen on my arms and my sons feet. Little lobster looking for a family of gingers.