dust and more dust

Today we had our first ride. Rockwood was the name of the ride. It's been awhile since I've ridden my bike. Only a few short rides over the 4th of July weekend. We left Richfield and started up the hills. It was great. The roads were not too ruff or steep. The pace was a little slow but the views were great. The leaves are changing and the trees are golden and firey red. The fire is not too far off and we could see the smoke billowing up in collums. Several times we stopped for breaks, and then for lunch. The only draw back was the dust. It was every where. In one spot it was about 8 inches thick on an upward climb. Slippery enough that some of the four wheel drives had to kick it down to low. The gentleman in front of me stalled his machine and then I came to an abrubt stop and stalled mine. Michael had to restart it but sitting on the gas tank I managed to climb to the top without flipping it over. We arrived back at the cabin 53 miles later, tired and dirty. I had to have a shower right away. I had more dirt on me than I do after 3 days in Glamis. We had dinner at the park, met some new friends and chatted with some old. Great day. I hope everything is going well at home. Miss you, mom

PS Please add Cindy to your prayers her home is in Herriman, Utah where there is a big fire and they are evacuating.