Was that Saturday….I was boating with a guy who’s a Wierenga or his mom is….isn’t that funny. He is related to Greg some how I assume he is from Fulton.

We stayed in the port because it was too windy to go out and the waves were horrendous. I can’t imagine trying to bike in it.

When I ran the marathon at the start of the month, there was quite a bit of wind the first half. My dad made a comment to me about how it must be nice to have the wind and I pointed out that it was added resistance since we were running into the wind. It’d be one thing if it was a cross-wind or from behind, but running into it just sucked.

THAT is a marvellous shot, DoubleN – thanks for posting! : )

I’m so scared to ride when it’s windy like that, I go off-road to avoid the combination strong winds + cars which really freaks me out.

Your photo is so cheery, great angle :)