The bike ride

Confinement drove Kadizzle to the edge. The solution seemed to be getting some exercise. Kadizzle enlisted Stroupini to go to Harmon lake for a bike ride. Someone did a wonderful job designing this recreation spot.  The bike trail was laid out exquisitely. Kadizzle has done a lot of trail riding, but old Stroupini was not up to the difficulty of the trail.  The trail winds bends and goes along some cliff edges.  Kadizzle buzzed along, but old Stroupini had to get off several times and walk his bike.  In the end we made it around the eight mile circuit.  Kadizzle told Stroupini there was one last treat.  Earlier Kadizzle had noticed a very steep path that led back to where the truck was parked. It was on a 45 degree angle.  Kadizzle told Stoupine for a final treat we could go over this cliff.  Wisely Stroupini declined.  In a mental fit of dare to be stupid Kadizzle took off down the steep slope.  The brakes barely were able to hold back the weight of Kadizzle and the bike, but old Kadizzle made it to the bottom.  All in all it was a great day and a nice ride.  Stroupini built up his confidence and said he learned a few new tricks.  Forgot to mention the old farts made the trip on ebikes.

As a preventative Kadizzle drank a D.C. Trumpet cocktail last night to make sure he does not get the virus.  Two parts Lysol, to one part bleach.  Add ice, shake vigorously.  For a garnish add a little poison ivy.  Seems to work.  Has a nice side effect the farts don't smell.  Also seems to whiten the teeth.