You may think this looks like a group of people sitting around a campfire with umbrellas. You would be right. Supper was done and we had a beautiful fire. It started to sprinkle and that was about it for awhile so we thought "Why waste a great fire?" and got out the bumbershoots. After some apple bread pudding (Happy Camper Tip #5 in The Blue Coyote) and about an hour of nonsense, the rain got more serious and we retired to our quarters.
Rain has been a factor this whole trip. Thursday we rode from Fountain to Lanesboro, pretty much downhill. But my bike is not as fast (seriously!) and after stopping a couple of times to take pictures and put on my jacket, I was way behind and had to peddle like crazy to keep up with the group. So there are no photos of the second half of the ride, but there was nice fall color starting to show on the first part. The rain hit with a vengeance shortly after we arrived in Lanesboro but passed through during lunch and some of the group were able to ride the rest of the way to the campground.
Yesterday, Mother Nature contented herself with just threatening all day so we got more riding in. But we have watched with great interest the preparations for a wedding reception here in the campground. Thursday, they erected a tent that another camper here says looks like the Denver airport. Yesterday afternoon, we rode by as people were setting up chairs and tables and tendered lots of free advice and suggestions which I'm sure were much appreciated. Harriet, particularly, was persistent in offering to take care of the gift table, which they were right to view suspiciously. The reception is this afternoon but late last night we were battered with a pretty severe storm and we haven't been down to check the condition of the tent this morning. I hope for the bride's sake, it's pretty much intact and the tables are not floating down the MIssissippi.
Yesterday, Mother Nature contented herself with just threatening all day so we got more riding in. But we have watched with great interest the preparations for a wedding reception here in the campground. Thursday, they erected a tent that another camper here says looks like the Denver airport. Yesterday afternoon, we rode by as people were setting up chairs and tables and tendered lots of free advice and suggestions which I'm sure were much appreciated. Harriet, particularly, was persistent in offering to take care of the gift table, which they were right to view suspiciously. The reception is this afternoon but late last night we were battered with a pretty severe storm and we haven't been down to check the condition of the tent this morning. I hope for the bride's sake, it's pretty much intact and the tables are not floating down the MIssissippi.
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