When we got back from our morning walk, the temperature was 45 degrees. We decided to take advantage of the warmest day we've had lately and go for a motorcycle ride. Cliff needed some new steel-toed work boots for his job, so we went to a huge western store a couple towns away from us... Kleinschmidts. They have the biggest selection of cowboy boots, and other kinds too, that I've ever seen. It isn't unusual to see a country music singer's tour buses parked outside this store: it's right on the freeway, so they pull in many people who are just passing through. They have lots of biker clothes (gloves, leathers, etc.) at the best prices around.
When Cliff went off looking for his Red Wing boots, I got sidelined in the motorcycle wear and, wouldn't you know it, I found just the biker boots I needed. No more being the only rider in the group with sneakers on.
We did NOT need the pizza. We've been eating out far to much lately, and it's going to have to stop. Tomorrow.
When we arrived back at home, it was 57 degrees.