Between family functions, church functions and Julie starting up her training for this summer's triathalons - our days are just zooming by.
Abbey (with Julie's help) hosted a baby shower for Brook (and Adam) and little baby girl Puckett (to be named later) at Mimi and Papa's house in Rose Valley. While the ladies were showering, it gave Adam, Dave, Papa, my brother Bill and myself, a chance to go hit the little white ball around at the Three-Rivers golf course. Brook is due at the beginning of August.
Earlier in the month, Julie and I, Abbey and Dave and my dad went across the canal to go clamming. We came back with 80 steamer clams, but our hopes at finding the elusive goeyduck were dashed.
While Dad looked sexy in his shorts, we'll have to work on the black shoes and white socks look.
Notice that Dave (to the left in yellow) was the only one in full clamming garb.
Last weekend, several of us got together to go on a 40-mile bike ride along the Olympic Discovery Trail. This paved biking trail starts south of Sequim (pronounced squee-um) and goes just north of Port Angeles up on the Olympic Peninsula. This was by far the longest ride that most of us had been on to date (it was actually 37 miles, but we rounded up to make a better story). But other than a few minor spills, we all made it back safe and sound. We have several of these trips planned for the remainder of summer.
