I’m with my folks at their place in Carbondale, Colorado. Monty is in Manhattan.
Fortunately, my sister keeps a bike here.
So we took a spin along the Roaring Fork river.
The swans have been known to attack people passing by, but they were too busy diving for fish to notice me.
It felt good to be on two wheels, even if they were 24″ instead of 16″.
I’m sure Monty will forgive me.
A few bonus shots of the incredible scenery…