Yesterday we drove 45 minutes to Angel Fire Resort to go Downhill biking. The first trail we did was a blue (I know, blame dad) It was pretty fun and had a few ladders a not that many jumps. There was only one real drop and it was only 4 feet. 🙁 But there were quite a few jumps and most of them weren’t very good. But that’s ok. It’s our first day riding for more that a year. The black runs were pretty hard up at the top. Dad didn’t have very much fun (so he says) but they weren’t as bad a some runs at Fernie. To end the day, we found the perfect combination of runs and Caleb’s bike broke down. 🙁
ANGEL ON FIRE!!!!!!
Wow, sounds fun!
That one paragraph Marilyn reminds me of the time on a winter moonlite night when we we’er driving home from Edmonton and a girl sang ” Daddy’s Hands” It never got very popular but I heard it again last year.. Wished I could remember the words. Love you all