For the 4th of July, Kim and I did a ride up Little mountain which is not too far south of my place. Friends were camping for the holiday weekend up there, so we took our DS bikes up for a little socializing and consuming of grilled hamburgers. On the way, we stopped at an old homestead to have a peeky-see around. It was not right at the road's edge and a gully and creek separated us from the ruins, so we had to trudge in on foot, in our riding boots....an adventure, to be sure. After that side trip we made it to the top of the mountain, where it became evident that weather was going to move in sooner or later. Luckily, it was later, but we still cut our route short to make sure we were exposed to as little inclement weather as possible on our return trip...and by inclement weather, I mean lightning.
It was pretty warm on the way back, and we were often under the cloud cover. There were squall lines all around us, but except for a few random sprinkles, we were spared any extracurricular storming. It was an excellent way to spend the fourth.
It was pretty warm on the way back, and we were often under the cloud cover. There were squall lines all around us, but except for a few random sprinkles, we were spared any extracurricular storming. It was an excellent way to spend the fourth.
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