Back in the saddle

We are back in the saddle again-- after a three week break. It felt nice to be on our bike again. We rode from Rocheport to McBaine.

It's one of my favorite rides-- meandering along the Missouri River, wetlands, and bluffs.

I made Josh stop and take a picture next to the Terrapin Creek-- after all, he is the Hungry Terrapin on Twitter.

I spent a good amount of time trying to photograph my shawl. 

This photo doesn't even do this place justice. It's so beautiful. I am vlogging a bit on Snapchat. If you want to add me, I'm Whereverweland.

It was nice to ride again-- but I am pretty sore!

Sunday Ride Aborted

Our Sunday ride started out with good intentions.

We were all set to ride from North Jefferson to Tibetts on the Katy Trail, but when I went to air up my tires and things went downhill. I set my bike up against the wall and this happened:

It feels like a minor dent, but I was overly dramatic and went back to the bike shop and demanded an exchange.

I am a little disappointed that my Specialized Ariel Disc bicycle  already has a paint chip, but I also have to realize a worn bike is a bike that has been ridden. 

Josh's bike had two days alone while my bike was repaired. I like to pretend they are in love, but they are actually just bikes.

The shop put touch up paint on it (kind of) and they suggested that I get a kickstand so that my delicate bike doesn't get bruised again.

I'm honestly kind of in love with my kickstand and I realized that I really like my bike and don't want to live with out her.  And, the drama continues.