After one day to recharge, we were on the bikes again for ride #16. We went farther this time – 9.3k. We'll get to 10k someday – maybe.
The different thing was that we came close to ducks, or, rather, they came close to us as we were contemplating life on the bench near the end of the trail.
Somewhat synchronously, this was about the time that I wrote of a duck encounter two years ago. I had been sitting in the park while Sue and friends had a safe, outdoor meeting during the early part of the pandemic somewhat upstream from me. Missy Mallard hopped on a log in the river and stretched and posed for quite some time, and this ↓ is one of the five photos from that post.
|She is in the lead|
|She got all of the way up the path and turned left.|
Ride 16: August 16, 42", 9.3k, 156 cal, 118bpm, 13.2 k/h