One of the best parts of living in a sunny, flat, friendly place, is that you can ride bikes everywhere. Last night, Nolan took me on a motorcycle ride through the lower part of the Santa Cruz mountains near our house, and it was breathtakingly beautiful up there. It smelled like mountain misery, and honestly I forgot how near to San Francisco we were. I'm determined to take my families up to those mountains when they visit, and eat at a cute little restaurant tucked away in the mountains, just to get a feel for it.
Tonight, we're riding our bikes to dinner, and then biking around exploring yet more of our amazing new neighbourhood. Maybe I'll finally get a picture of us on our bikes, but who knows. It's more fun to ride!
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