We spent the New Year’s week up on Lopez Island and biked around its glorious fields and beaches. On our last day we rode our bicycles under cold blue sunny skies. We decided to stop at a local shellfish farm and buy clams for dinner. That was at the 30 + mile mark. It was almost 4 pm and the sun was dropping low in the sky. We bought our clams; put them into a thick plastic bag and into the daypack. We jumped on our bikes. We were FROZEN! My hands felt like little blocks of ice and my feet were no better.
|Fisherman's Bay, Lopez Island, Washington, USA|