This morning my friend Rich and I went on a bike ride. We went through Russian Jack Park, then out to Arctic Valley Road, and up it for awhile. We saw a porcupine, and a moose, and as we road up the steepest part of that road, we almost saw my breakfast.
Then, down the hill and out to Eagle River Lion's Park and then home, full of self congratulation that we had ridden 47 miles.
What a pity that it was only 33 according to that map I linked to.