I was drawing, a slightly judgemental picture, of Camp America, when the lovely owner offered to loan us his canoe. We had a sunny paddle up the river. Thanks man.
Mr Dentist, his wife and her brother were surpried to find us camping in their forest. But no problem, we were invited to walk the grounds and see the water fall, the lake and go up to the log cabin for a shower and a beer. More grateful thanks.
Here we are , tackling the kiddy size ice cream. Maybe this will be the first bike trip where we do not shed some kilos.
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Love the drawings. Another exhibition here methinks? Not to forget the writing of course - such fun!
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