You have to console yourself w wet flowers

I did not spend all day Thursday buried in images from the secret tour. Believe it or not, I was actually out and being social at a pre-Stampede warm up lunch with former work colleagues. As far as I'm concerned, that fulfills all my Stampede obligations this year. Done!

The secret tour images were finished up last night, and a few of them posted in yesterday's blog, just to give you a taster. More later.

Curtis was cranky with me leaving, again, because it denied him the all important lap time. He hasn't figured out it's happening again today.

The exact route, as always, is made up as we go along, depending on various factors that are important at the time. These are too numerous to list here, but readers can amuse themselves by speculating what they are. The theory of the route at the moment, as I understand it, is the Sheep Creek valley, which covers a lot of ground. If you don't live here, you probably don't know it's been raining for days. This could be good.

In the meantime, here's some of our flowers from earlier this week.

Rock of the Day

Driftwood of the Day