Cooking and Mountain Biking

So Saturday Jen and I went to Virginia Creeper Trail. It is a 17-mile bike ride down a mountain on old rail road track. Throughout the trail you can camp, fly fish, horse riding, or even take other trails if your an experienced bike rider.

So you pay one of the many bike shops to take you and your bike to the top of the mountain and you ride back to your vehicle. Jen and I get up to the top with the in-laws beach cruisers (google beach cruiser if you don’t know what it looks like) and get this, some 40 year old dude makes fun of us. He says to Jen “those are some wide handle bars” and then rides over to me “where did you get those bikes from, did you rent them?”

With about 1 mile left I was able to put to use my military medical training. Jen and I are riding when we hear a girl screaming and crying as if her arm just fell off. So I stop and turn to see a girl 13 or 14 what looked like she wiped out. So I ran over there to see how bad it was. She said her shoulder hurt really bad, but there was no blood or nothing out of place. Her elbow had a nice gash on it so I bandaged her elbow up and I told the people she was with they may need to have her shoulder checked out by a doctor.

So lately I’ve gotten into this thing called cooking. It’s where you take food and spices and actually prepare stuff. Weird I know. But I’ve been cooking up a storm one night I made home-made meatballs for spaghetti, stuffed peppers the other night, and then Friday I made home-made salsa.

Some pictures below for your viewing pleasure.

Till next time kids.