Bike Games.
Grown ups behaving like little kids, that is what we did while on vacation in Bardstown.
One of the games is a race to the finish, but the trick is to go as slowly as possible. The last one to cross the line wins. Mike on the bicycle thinks he's being funny. What is not so funny is that about 3 weeks later he did a "hey honey, watch this" and attempted to do a wheelie, fell and blew his knee out. Big Kids.
Something fun.....the audience watching the games.
This is Bobby and I getting ready for the bite the weenie. A hot dog, with a fork stuck in it hanging on a string. the object of the game was to get the biggest bite of the hot dog without stopping the bike or putting you feet down. To spare myself the embarrassment I will only show this photo.
Here we are getting ready for the next race. I have to hold a board over Bob's head with glasses of water lined up. While holding the board over Bob's head he has to ride over boards that are "bumps' in the road.
Three glasses..........
Seven glasses....He Never got wet.
Our friend Jill from Minnesota was in a bike accident about a month before the reunion. She broke her collar bone and had to have surgery. Needless to say she didn't ride her bike to Kentucky...it was a plane ride for her. I snuck into her room and took a picture of her pile of pillows she had to use to prop herself up all night.
That is all I got.
Until next time....
