Our trip this week took us down the South Platte River, across to the Highline Canal, and back to Jim and Chris's for a cookout. The weather was spectacular, no wind present, and the fellowship was superb.
If you're wondering how we got from the South Platte to the Highline Canal, well, we took the new Dry Creek Trail pictured below. I didn't even know about it until this trip.
Our fearless leaders showed us the way. It's a good thing we have them though. I'm the world's worst biker. I hardly come to a stop at a stop sign, I never look right or left, I ride the brakes to death, all techniques I learned from my Uncle Rusty. Jim and Chris always get us there safely.
If you're wondering how we got from the South Platte to the Highline Canal, well, we took the new Dry Creek Trail pictured below. I didn't even know about it until this trip.
Our fearless leaders showed us the way. It's a good thing we have them though. I'm the world's worst biker. I hardly come to a stop at a stop sign, I never look right or left, I ride the brakes to death, all techniques I learned from my Uncle Rusty. Jim and Chris always get us there safely.
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