fishing

Their bikes, some hand-me-down fishing poles, backpacks carrying soda and chips and maybe a borrowed fishing lure or two from Dad, and these three middle schoolers were having themselves a time at the park. It was nice to be out in the sun. I'm looking forward to catching some pike for myself.

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There's been an old road bike parked in the back of an office at the paper for two years now, left by some long gone reporter. Someone started threatening to throw it out, so I adopted it. Two days, a lube and a new rear tire later I was out cruising. This is down Ranney Street, headed south of town and over the Yampa River.