Beautiful day and perfect to ride a bike…

We stopped near an oil pipeline to look at a broken tree, drink some water and discuss life in general….we decided to keep going and we ended up finding a deep dark wooded area, full of picnicking Russians… 😉

By the time we got homer we had gone just a hair shy of 40 kilometers…

What a wonderful day and spending it with my sweet pea is perfection and happiness…

WtR

I am waiting for the train and here it comes…

and then after a few minutes waiting…

One of these gals on the stairs is my sweet pea?

One of these gals is not like the others…

I know. Do you?

WtR