Robyn and I awoke to see the surrounding mountains covered in a dusting of new snow so we rode our bikes to the dock to check it out. That night as we arrived home the first flakes of the season fell....
After closing the museum Saturday, Robyn and I struck out for a birthday bash on the pass. “Serendipity Subdivision” is what they are calling it, and all I know is.. I want one. 46 miles...
