After collecting dust up in the attic for the last several months, my bike actually got to see the light of day again...my first ride of the season! I met my brother, his oldest, and a bunch of other boy scouts in a cool little river town called Frenchtown, and we biked down to Stockton, about 12 or 13 miles south. And then, obviously, back up again to Frenchtown.
What a great way to spend a Saturday morning! Biking along the Delaware on a perfect June day.
On a not-so-completely unrelated note, I think I'm going to have to plan a rafting trip of some sort this summer so that I can get on the river somehow. I'd like to do at least one whitewater rafting trip each year.
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