Wind and Ice

Don't you just hate going out for rides and it seems like no matter which direction you turn you still end up with a head wind, yea well this was one of thise rides. Paul, Suzanne and I ended up in a small town called Windchelslea...or something like that. There I ate my hamburger that I packed away, not as good as last night and it sat like a rock in my stomach. It seemed like a good idea last night, guess not.

Joel bought some ice for us to have an ice bath when we got home. Just what we needed.

Day done.