Last year Teri and I went on a bike camping weekend in search of the ever elusive Morrel mushroom. We left in the rain with nutt'n but big smiles, and miles ahead. Teri is such a hardcore trooper. It had been raining for a few day's and the creeks were rage'n, like in a kayakers wet dream. Most of the cities pavetrails were under water or with at least 4 inches of water on top of them. All was good once we got out of Dead Moines. I want to do this again this year but with some shroom eating friends, now who wants some? Just a weekend trip on the pavetrails:) Enjoy the pixs. I have today off and now I'm going to go ride while yah'll sit in your cubical reading this wishing you were out enjoying the soon to be 60 degree day in February:)
Started our venture from Rassy's place in the rain
Teri say's "I CAN DO IT"!
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chicken of the woods?
not my thing
out of a can on my pizza
sure
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