Wild moped ride

Last evening was a lovely night. It had been the kind of summer day where you can leave your windows open and enjoy the June breezes. The cottonwood seeds are starting to settle down some, but it seems there's still lots of stuff in the air. However, the dew point was low and it was very comfortable.

So, at about 9 pm I found Tim out on the back porch reading. "How'd you like to go to Dairy Queen?" I asked. "You must have read my mind," he replied. "Let's take the moped."

So, these two spritely middle aged folks jumped on the bike and roared away. Well, not quite. We had to call our teenage son Mark to find out how to start the silly thing. But before long, we were off on our wild ride about 8 blocks away to the DQ hangout.

Tim had a buster bar, but I splurged and had a chocolate dipped cone. It was fun.

We drove past many walkers and regular bikers--I'm sure they were all envious of our mode of transportation.

Today I found that the regular bike that Mark had borrowed last night has a problem with the chain/brake. So, we may go mopedding again.

Exciting days in Robbinsdale.

Till next time,


Suzi