Yesterday, Kelly and I rode our bikes up to Lucky Peak and back. Afterward, Kelly looked at Google Earth and decided that that means we could have ridden to my mom's house and back, distance-wise. It is about 11 miles each way. The ride was awesome. It took an hour each way - an hour that had us traversing some of the valley's most beautiful sights. We found out new things about this path we'd traveled so many times by car and saw old things in a new way. With the sun above us all day, we pedaled and pedaled. We stopped at Lucky Peak, at lunch and ventured into the freezing water before heading home. It was quite the workout and so enjoyable in so many ways.
Oh, and the whole point of this was to say that there were more groups of non-American ethnicities than at any other place in Boise that I have ever seen. There were Spanish-speaking families, families from India, and one family speaking perhaps Portugese. There were people from all over the globe at Lucky Peak yesterday. It was so wonderful to hear so many different languages and see such varied skin tones and think "I'm still in Boise."
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