The Hills have arrived in civilization, part #3
Over the Labor Day weekend, Josh & I hopped on the bike and took the scenic route to Boulder, skirting the foothills the whole way. I know I keep using the term “gorgeous” for everything around here, but it is! I wish I had gotten pics on the way, but its kinda hard to work a camera on the back of a bike going 50 mph. We’re probably going again at the end of the month, but in a car, so I’ll try again then. Until then, here’s what I did get-
Mmm…nostril full of cookie dough. This is me diving head first into the waffle cone of Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked. Gimme a break, I was loopy from pain killers and I hadn’t eaten hardly anything except tomato soup & SlimFast for 5 days.
We stopped in at a winery/ bed & breakfast in Lyons, a little German town just outside Boulder. Josh wanted to try the trout jerky. I just wanted to try to the wine, but Josh reminded me that maybe that wasn’t the best idea. Damn the percocet and antibiotics.