If only I could, I'd be riding up that hill.

In fact, I was.

Here's a picture to commemorate that both yesterday morning and this morning I rode a bike up a hill and down again. There was even some moderate exhilaration experienced. Good times indeed.

Despite riding the same trail on the same bike as this video, I didn't make it look much like he did. Perhaps I have the wrong kind of socks.

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We're off to Hood River today for some kind of standing-up-on-the-board paddle race whatnot. Don't ask me what that's all about. But, before that here are some pictures of things that actually happened already,

Inspired by Yongchuan style, here was Tav's effective but short-lived sun shade. Now we need a new umbrella.

We hiked up to Spectrum Lake, which seems to be the family camping hotspot of the nearly-Monashee region. You heard it here first.

We'll be back here I hope.

In Tav news, the eating of everything continues apace, and he can bash himself in the head with a cup now.

The kitchen has come on a bit, though the to-do list seems to keep getting longer. Maybe that's because I just started writing it.

You get the idea - it's a kitchen.