After returning from days in the car---at 1 am---I knew just what would set the tone for our first Sunday at home since before Thanksgiving: get out on the beach path on the bikes in the morning:
Cass is getting so good on his bike sans training wheels that it's even more fun now to get out and ride. We went the whole way to the pier, went down to the end of the pier and walked around.
In the water was a loose school of bait-fish, not yet being pushed into a ball by predators. Also, a nifty view of our fair skyline:
The crane left of center is essentially at our place, to give reference.
Camille almost got her head stuck! That would've been terrible:
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Sometimes the best thing is to just get out and let the air hit your face, stretch out your limbs, and forget about the automobile.
Cass may have also worn out the usefulness of that blue bike, and a newby may be in the Decemberween offering...
I'm sure Camille will love a nice blue bike in another year... I'm not yet at bike riding level of activity but soon....
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