Life on the road does require occasional chores. On this day, Amy happily volunteered to shuttle Curt and his bike, opting to spend the in between time at the laundromat. With a Dollar Store and a pizza by the slice place in the same strip mall, the time went quickly. The two hours allotted for Curt’s bike ride had almost elapsed, and she still hadn’t heard from him.
Finally a text. “I am ok, just slow going.” With the scent of clean clothes in the FJ, Amy proceeds back up the road to save the poor guy from the several mile road slog back to the meeting point. What a surprise. The trail was longer than expected, or more technical, or whatever. A happy marriage does not include Amy on that agenda, and this time, we made the right choice. The bike warrior returned tired, but unscathed.

We found some coin op showers in town, bought a few groceries, and headed back to camp with big plans for the week.
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