Sunday we had a motorcycle ride. A few brothers from Bethel came down to play. All together there were 11 of us. 3 bikes and 5 four wheelers. The trails were great not too easy not too hard. We rode for about an hour or two. The first run then everyone but myself and Penny stayed behind to prepare a meal. Everyone else rode until dark.

Somehow those guys found every single mud hole to be had. They were covered from head to toe in soppy mud. The last run was in the dark. Aparently they found a neat spot to stop and look at the stars.

A few of the brothers just got back from visiting Caracas. The Bethel home was in need of a few extra hands. It is really nice to hear stories of others doing good things with their life. They are a happy bunch.