I did ride yesterday, but I haven’t had time for the write-up.
Here’s a photo of the cake my advisory kids got me as a good-bye present. There’s a running joke that I’m a Ninja. Mabe is my last name (no secret anymore as it’s on my company website: Distant Mountain Trips).
Except for the fact that the cake maker misspelled “ninja” as “ninga” (the kids fixed it, as good English students should), it was a good cake. I may have cried. They also gave me a signed photo and a journal in which they each wrote a letter.