On our last afternoon
camping, Josh decided he wanted to take a mountain bike
trail to the tip of the pennisula. Dad and Kevin
immediately agreed to go while Mom agreed to watch the
kids. I'm still not sure what I was thinking when I
agreed to go. I've never mountain biked and the trail
was an intermediate one! Plus, the trail was wet and
muddy from the rain. I survived but not without
multiple bruises! The drop-off behind me in this
picture was also quite large (not that I'm scared of heights
or anything). After all the work to get there, I had
to peek (from a safe distance, of course) and get a
picture. In order to survive the trip back, we took
the gravel road instead of the trail (thank goodness!)