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Just 2 more days...

Only 2 more days to Safari. Bev and I rode with Paul, Chris, Todd, and another guy this morning. We have really gotten stronger. I think we will have ourselves a good time at the tour. I heard that Mike and Mitzi were out riding this weekend in the rainy cold. They didn't have a very good time but the riding will help once they get down to Florida. Mitzi has really come a long way in a very short time. Cheryl mentioned finding a tandem down in Florida for a small price. Maybe she will get Paul interested in riding and we can all ride together.

I got the camper filled up with propane and gasoline so we can be ready to roll Friday morning. I hope to get down there earlier this year so we can find a good camping spot. But last year's spot was fine. Just anywhere will do this year. Oh yes, I need to go up to the RV place and get a pull down for the small awning. I can't forget that.

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