Kids have way too much time on their hands…although, for all we know it was adults, that wouldn’t surprise me either. Apparently, this table ends up down the hill on a regular basis.
We discovered a little history no one in the park knew about though while we were hooking up the table.
Why is Dave putting a chain on a picnic table?
So it doesn’t end up down there again, and again, and again…
Dave goes in…
The rescued table in it’s new home.
“Steam logging donkey waterline before railroad” with the date 1922.
Today we met the friendliest horse (and horse owner) ever.
Rossi really liked Dave.
He was also fascinated with our Gators pinwheel.
After work we went for a bike ride to Dairy Queen.
Riding across the Buxton Trestle, 80 feet high, more than 600 feet long. It’s one of the highlights of the ride south toward Banks.
At DQ for treats. The sign says “Now accepting applications for summer ultimate meal 669” I didn’t know you have to apply for the Ultimate Meal?
And a random picture of Dizzy at breakfast. He’s always so focused on food…