Winding Down

Time flies by. A cold virus has reared its ugly head here, slowing down a couple of us, me included. Still, we've managed to extract some fun out of every day, I think. 

No complaints about the weather, though.  It's been perfect biking weather, and the sun manages to set in the west nearly every evening.

I know it's west, because GZ and I recalibrated the compass on The Beast yesterday.  It involved finding and pressing the right button on the back of the mirror, then driving around in small circles.   Really. 

I went with Mr. and Mrs. Smith for one last group ride this afternoon, before they wheeled off to return her rental bike.  The COTU were here for a couple of days this week as well, providing a level of energy to the group that I was seriously lacking.  I got to talk to Opal last night, which was cool.  Cell phones still don't work up here, the lake water isn't as cold as it was a week ago, some outdoor showering has occurred, death marches still take place, stairs are meticulously counted, and we've eaten a variety of interesting food, some of which was really quite good.  It's not over til it's over, but it is in the process of winding down.