
On our last afternoon
            camping, Josh decided he wanted to take a mountain bike
            trail to the tip of the penninsula.  Dad and Kevin
            immediately agreed to go while Mom agreed to watch the
            kids.  I'm still not sure what I was thinking when I
            agreed to go.  I've never mountain biked and the trail
            was an intermediate one!  Plus, the trail was wet and
            muddy from the rain.  I survived but not without
            multiple bruises!  The drop-off behind me in this
            picture was also quite large (not that I'm scared of heights
            or anything).  After all the work to get there, I had
            to peek (from a safe distance, of course) and get a
            picture.  In order to survive the trip back, we took
            the gravel road instead of the trail (thank goodness!)