Yesterday we drove all the way to Frenchtown for a bike ride along the Delaware. Jim loaded up the bikes, some water, and a few beers in a torrential downpour. And we headed west on a wing and a prayer.
Along the way we stopped at a farm stand and picked up a pint of heirloom tomatoes, then swung by Bobolink Dairy for some homemade cheddar and rosemary bread. By the time we parked and packed up the bikes, the sun was shining. It was still shining 20 miles later. While we ate Al fresco in a shady spot by the river. Strolled through town. And shared a beer before heading back home.