Tuesday, August 2, 2011

before dinner

We've been taking full advantage of the Brandywine this summer.
Recovery from the Darkhorse took place on the water as Bill, Max, and I lazily paddled down the river for hours yesterday.
This evening, before dinner, my son begged Grampy to take him swimming in the river again.
I was content to sit on the banks and watch (this time).

My dad beat me up at Fair Hill this morning.
Must've been the fastest I've ever pushed those trails...I'm gonna die I'm gonna die this is awesome I'm gonna die!

Coals are almost ready and this Headwaters sure tastes good.

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