Kyson offering a Fish Kiss
I got up in the dark and prepped for another wet ride. Under cloudy skies I drove to the appointed start of the mornings suffering. It was dry. We rode and I peeled off my jacket and stuffed it in a back pocket. We had a smattering of rain that was little more than a sneeze. It was a surprise treat. A WELCOMED treat. I wouldn't call it warm, but it did give us hope.
Then my daughter and her family came over. Kyson couldn't help but be the star.