Oh well...we'll still play.
Saturday, after Janet finished her conference we planned to bike ride the Minute Man Trail. Well a storm brewed and it started raining...actually pouring. But Janet had free babysitting arranged and we decided to continue on with our plan because... it might stop. So Chad and Janet loaded the bikes in an almost downpour. The first time using a new bike carrier...the first time using their bikes since moving to Boston. I love being the cause of an adventure:)
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| Mounted up and ready to |
We started at the Minute Man Museum. It was about 6 pm, the museum had closed and the parking lot was deserted.
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| Chad doing a last minute repair. |
The rain had slowed down to a nice drizzle and we were riding under a canopy of trees most of the time so we barely noticed the rain.
The trail was also deserted. We didn't see another soul the whole way.
The rain really helped us there...it's prime tourist season and the
trail should have been packed with walkers and bikers to dodge.
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| Chad says the poncho is deceiving...he's not that fat. |
The trail was a beautiful mostly downhill ride.
At about 7pm we decided we'd better start back. Janet and I were dreading the return trip knowing a nice gradual downhill was going to be a slow grueling uphill and it would probably get dark on us. The solution...Chad would ride the grueling uphill back to the van...being the tough man. Janet and I would continue on with the beautiful down hill journey through the quaint and historic Concord township to the North Bridge where Chad would pick us up.
The ride was still slow going,not because of hills, but because we had to stop so often to gawk at these amazing house and read the plaques.
We arrive at the North Bridge just as it was getting officially dark and just minutes before Chad arrived with the van.
It seemed like it started to rain harder just as we got in the van...or maybe we just hadn't noticed..
