Robb and I made a pact to go cycling together, not just on weekends, but also during the week. So, he took it easy yesterday, and after work we went for an eight-mile ride.
Usually, Robb and I ride at a similar pace, but last night I kept having to circle back for him.
We couldn't decide if it was because by five-thirty, Robb has run out of steam for the day, or because I wasn't carrying my usual absurdly-heavy basket. (Contents: two water bottles, camera with two lenses, one huge, binoculars, bird identification book, fruit, jackets, et cetera, et cetera.)
If we go out cycling again in the evening, we agreed that we would go to a loop trail, and I would go around twice as many times as Robb. Maintaining his slow pace really doesn't give me any exercise at all.
(These were birds from the past weekend. Above is a Turkey Vulture, and below is an American Wigeon. The wigeon picture is pretty lousy, but he was too cute not to share!)