Looking toward Chuckanut from Galbraith's 911.
Rode Galbraith with Russ after keeping him waiting an hour -- I was late because I forgot my bike and had to go back for it. Then I forgot my camera. I guess you could say I've got a lot on my mind right now, what with the trouble with Lane and Laurel and all.
The nicest thing that happened today was that Laurel cooked a Mother's Day dinner for Lane, and it was good (fried/baked chicken, break and peeled, sliced cucumbers in rice vinegar).
Approximately 1600 verts.
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