We ran into friends at the Woodstock Inn, but we ate alone, in the window.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Sunday, Let's Ride Again!
Sunday trip to Woodstock Inn. Through trails we hadn't been on in a while. Overcast, so I was hitting the high meadows without feeling I was melting or burning. 
We stopped to inspect the '58 Bel Air with the witch mannequin inside.
We ran into friends at the Woodstock Inn, but we ate alone, in the window.
We saw Deer and a hawk.
We ran into friends at the Woodstock Inn, but we ate alone, in the window.
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