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At least, that’s what it says on the FRONT of the package.   And it’s a great package.   It’s a bag in which there are maybe 2 lbs of individually wrapped chunks of salmon — perfect for grilling or, well, grilling.   Y’know — that’s kinda what I do.

I’m pulling two pieces out earlier today and noticing the big friendly "Atlantic Salmon" label on the front and picturing salty old guys out of Boston or Maine who are bringing in all this Salmon for us to enjoy individually wrapped and great for grilling. . . . when I go to seal the bag.

And notice the small text on the back of the bag:   Product of Chile.

FYI — Here’s Chile:

Here’s the ATLANTIC:

And all though I’m sure it’s great for the fishermen of the southern most tip of Chile who are somehow catching salmon and putting them in individually wrapped and great for grilling packages. . . . I can’t help but wonder — isn’t there some salmon a little CLOSER that I might also enjoy individually wrapped and great for grilling?

But what do I know?

r e n

Beginning to Intermediate my A$$$.

Have you ever shot straight over the handlebars into a tree?

Have you ever gone to work yourself and your bike up a hill and wound up smacking yourself straight on your back, head first, with the bike following on top of you?

If not, friends, Sister Grove is what you want!

It’s a beginner to intermediate trail — rhyming with hell– which I spent the day becoming intimately familiar with.

Actually, the worst part was the intersection.   See, the first loop is like 3.5 miles.   Maybe 3.25 miles.   then, you reach the intersection of that loop with the lake loop.    I desperately didn’t want to do the lake loop.   Somehow, with 8 choices in direction, I chose the right one to get us out of there as quickly as possible.

Thanks, Kara for hanging in there with me, despite your concussion.   It was a great ride…..

XXOO

Rand.