At the bottom of the hill, my little dude and I ventured to the water. The stillness and colors were breathtaking.
Oliver didn't help with the quiet stillness, because, well, he's an active boy, but he did pause for a moment at the water's edge.
We made our back towards the start, following the trail under the bridge.
Notice the ice on the edge of the road. That is probably the remaining snow from the bizarro October snowfall....because it really was a pleasant afternoon.
When we got back to the parking lot, I thought we probably didn't have much time, because I started seeing lots of bikes. I thought (based on their attire and intense expressions) that they were probably the faster ones at the front of the pack.
It wasn't hard to notice John and Dave when they were making their way towards us. My bike (the one John road) is BRIGHT yellow and green....when I saw I it, I knew it was them.
I was impressed. Our timing was pretty awesome. Oliver and I hadn't finished that much before their arrival.
My little and big dude....
And of course, the middle dude.
We had fun.