Uncle Jim took us up to Blackhawk for lunchdinner.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Saturday
We rolled into my uncles at around noon.He looked good and was happy to see us.
While driveing up interstate 25 a truck with this windmill blade passed us. The blade must had been 200 feet long and the wide part of the blade was over my lane and shading me from the sun. It was odd feeling.
Uncle Jim took us up to Blackhawk for lunchdinner.
Uncle Jim took us up to Blackhawk for lunchdinner.
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That trip seems to be dangerous, dodging spinning windmill blades, jumping canyons, beating rocks to the bottom of a gorge. You and Lewis are having a great time. Be careful.
ReplyDeleteAssunta
Kenny knew it would be dangerous, that's why he called it the cross country ride of death.
ReplyDeleteI heard this trip is killin' Kenny, at least I heard it's killin' his BUTT!!
I hope your butt feels better!
Gavin