Todays ride took us to Thompson's Basin. Up main roads, and some dirt roads, up to the top of a mountain. Great ride. No challenge but the views went on forever. Since we were so early the guide asked if we wanted to extend our ride. After lunch at a beautiful quaint camp ground, off we went. Up and around mountain after mountain. Not much rough stuff only rolling hills, farms, cows, turkeys, and some dust.
Later this afternoon we participated in the parade. There was a costume contest. I did not need one. Michael laughed most of the way at the people pointing at the woman on a three wheeler. It really is not that hard to ride it. After dinner a gentleman stopped me and introduced me to his wife and said this is the woman that can ride, really ride a three wheeler. He was on the Manti ride with us. He was very kind. I told her you just point it the way you want to go and gas it.
We had burgers at the park and then listened to a concert. The woman (Michele Crisp) sang most of my favorite country songs and had written a few of her own that were really good. I acquired her web address and am going to get her CD. She even introduced us to her family, mom, dad, mom in law, father in law, both daughters and her husband. I thought for sure the man introducing her was her husband, he was very complimentary. Maybe he's just good at his job.
A trip to walmart and back to listen to an interesting poem about a man buying a bra for his wife. It was hilarius.
Great day, be home soon, love you, mom
Summer Break
8 years ago
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No highlights to the bra poem?
Miss you!
Love You!
Last bit, he said her bra size was 6.58. Her stuff fit just right inside his had and he had measured his hand. All the ladies in the store stood around and watched as the store clerk figured the cup size by measuring his hand. By the time he got home 15 or more ladies had called and had his wife just rolling with laughter.
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