I dragged the offspring out for an afternoon's velocache in lieu of the planned s240 (for you, Lord Hayden, it is a Sub24hourOvernight) due to general 1/2 assedness all around. Whatever! It was some consolation prize!
Heading up and over the hill...
Quality parenting Northwards along the bikepath. Hey! It was that or in the pants.
You can see the OSHA approved tower off to the left. The kids started jockeying for position as soon as it came into view.
Mandatory shot matches. Door #3. There were pigeons.
Mandatory shot. Mixed in the Joselyn's bottle of flat orange soda. This helped my attitude immensely, as the eldest had been bitching up a storm and I was past ready to sell her.
Loot: tall boy of "Troll Poison", Trucker music CD, sweet Mavic cap, useful CHP bicycle safety manual, and pocket shot o'gin. Outstanding.
Southbound and down, loaded up and truckin...