On Sunday, we drove to Woodinville to go on a bike ride. The trail is Lake Sammamish Trail. We started at Wilmot Gateway Park in Woodinville. We often stop at this park when Isaac sees his doctor. I've always wanted to bike the trail that runs through it. As we started there came a large group of bikers with numbers on their shirts. Apparently there was a road bike race for cancer. It went from Seattle to Vancouver, BC. So in order to keep out of the way we went south instead of west. We periodically stopped to check Isaac's blood sugar (very important with any physical activity) and to munch on food. The little river that we followed had kyakers and canoers on it. They were part of the Mountains to Sound race. Amazing. We had only gone about 3 miles when we needed to stop. While resting and eating, we noticed at a soccer park they were shooting off rockets so we headed over there. We saw a couple of rockets set off and then came the rain. We hurried under a the roof next to the concession stand. We were joined by a father and his kids who were shooting off rockets and also a biker from Vancouver who was trying to bike 100 km that day. His goal was to put on 1000 km during the summer. Every one was very interesting. We learned about rockets, biking, and Google. I think that we were under there for 45 minutes. We left while it was sprinkling. By the time we got back to the car, the sun had come out and it was beautiful. I wanted to go on but the kids were adamant. NO! We had only gone about 6 miles. Back home we went.
Pour le jour de pere, nous avons alles au Woodinville pour faire un tour de bicyclette. Il y a un cours la entra Seattle et Vancouver BC. Nous avons decide aller sud parce que les gens vont ouest. Nous avons commence a Wilmot Gateway Park. Il faut que nous arretons de temps en temps pour Isaac de regarde son sucre du sange. Nous avons vu qu'il y de gens qui faire de la fussee. Alors nous prenons notre bicyclette et voyons les fussees. Soudain, il commence de la pluie et aussi de la grele. Nous avons reste sous un cover pendent 45 minutes. Il y a quelques autre la aussi, un homme avec son trois enfants et un homme avec une bicyclette. Quand la pluie etais presque finir, nous avons decide de retourner a la voiture. A la fin, il fait beau et je voudrais aller encore mais les enfant dit NO!
Job didn't want to go over to the rockets - too loud.
Job n'aime pas aller a les fussee - c'est trops bruyant.
Without hands - sans main
"Where you go, I will follow"
Ou tu vas, je vais suivre.
Tired,
Fatigue
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