"Hey Piper, I think that truck wanted to make out with you!" I teased, after an 18-wheeler passing at 55mph came within a couple of feet from Piper's left shoulder. He was not amused.
Much of the day involved high-traffic riding, as we neared the twin cities. Congestion has a tendency to make drivers grumpy. This often means more unfriendly honks for us, despite our adherence to the rules of the road.
In the late afternoon, we entered St. Paul. We took a rather long and somewhat misguided route to the home of Jim and Jean Gabler. Jim, who now works to ensure the availability of afforable housing in St. Paul, previously served in the Navy with Adam's father, Don.
After showers and a fabulous dinner, Adam, Jim, and I took a walk around the neighborhood to learn about some local history. Then it was an early night for me, and wow that mattress was nice.
