There's quite a story associated with how I came to acquire this bike. To locate it, my loving family took me on a wild hunt on Christmas Eve. Leslie gave me someone's garage door opener, and told me three neighborhoods that the bike could possibly be in. The bike was in the garage of a senior adult that we know well enough that he/she would allow Leslie to hide the bike in their garage. Well, if you only knew how many senior adults I know in these neighborhoods, you'd see how daunting of a task this was. She said that if I didn't find it in five tries, that she would reveal its location. So, to make a long story short, the bike was in the 5th garage we came to. But you should have seen me pointing this garage door opener at all these garages. It was pretty humorous. Once, Justin even said "drumroll, please." I thought that was a hint. But he was just bluffing. It wasn't that particular garage.
The other picture is me in front of the Dam Store in Ingram, which is between Kerrville and Hunt. This convenience store is across the street from the Ingram Dam, which is on the Guadalupe River. Leslie and I had a similar picture made several years ago in front of the same Dam Store. Anyway, if you ever get to visit that Dam Store, it's a good one.