Today was a rest and recovery day. We felt pretty good when we woke up, but once I got out of bed, I realized my muscles did indeed get a work out from the ride. I wasn’t really sore, but my muscles were really tired - as in it was hard to lift my arms up for any length of time. :)
As is the normal weather for this time of year, it was cold in the morning but quickly warmed up. We made coffee and had a light breakfast of peaches and bananas in milk and sugar. Since the weather was so nice, we yanked out the awning, set-up our little patio area and spent the morning and early afternoon hours reading. Sitting around here is SO pleasant. The weather during the day is always a perfect 70 couple degrees with a light breeze that carries the scent of pine. It’s easy to want to be lazy here. Or, to relax as some people call it. ;-)
Feeling guilty that we weren’t doing something that required our heart rates to rise, yet knowing a powerhike or another bike ride was out of the question, we loaded the Boys into the truck and took scenic route 75 to Ketchum.
The roads around here always yield a fantastic view...
Ketchum is a very cool place. It’s right next to Sun Valley and is a total mountain biker’s mecca. We drove around town and took in the sights.
Some of the homes were incredible.
Clearly, a very active community. Even the lawn ornaments enjoy sports activities... :P
The post office is nice enough to live in.
They have a little mountain bike park for the kids. We watched a little boy hit the jumps on his little BMX bike for awhile. Too cute.
We stopped by a local bike shop (one of a gazillion)
and Bill asked the owner about "Baldy".
Bald Mountain is the local mountain ski area...except in the summer when they let mountain bikers take the lift to the top and blast downhill on the mountain bike trails that crisscross the mountain. This is now on the definite to do list.
We drove around and went searching for the dispersed camping areas that the bike shop owner told us about. Yes, you can camp here if you'd like...
Along the way, we passed some folks taking a carriage ride...
Twister was very intrigued and continued to watch as we drove on by...
What we've found is that our campground at Sunny Gulch seems to be the ONLY campground around (improved or primitive) that doesn't have mosquitoes. I don't know what that's about, but I love it. I'll tolerate a lot of discomfort at times, but I HATE mosquitoes. Much like the sunburns I get, I am exceptionally prone to mosquito bites. Maybe it's the super white skin that attracts them - it's like a neon sign for mosquitoes that declares "prime-all-you-can-eat buffet". Maybe they like me more because I'm tastier - all natural and organic and all. :) I don't know what it is, but like I said, I get chewed up something fierce by the wretched and hateful critters.
As we drove back to Stanley, we encountered a bit of rain. We were in the truck - who cares. By the time we got back to the campsite, the storm had passed and we were simply left with the lingering smell of a summer rain and a beautiful reminder of God's amazing grace.
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So did you guys ride down the mountain? That would be awesome!
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