We arrived at the Blue Heron Guest House in Winona Lake, none the worse for the wear. We cleaned up, met Grandpa Joe (who arrived with the new tire!) and the three of us went out for a great dinner. We biked 30 miles with lots of serious hills. I still love hills.
We have a beautiful room, and if I can, I'm going to coax Sophie the afghan hound to sleep with us.
What did I learn today?
- Grandpa Joe is a saint.
- Again, knitter's carry handy stuff in their bags.
- A blown tire really can be fixed (for a while!) with a candy wrapper!