On Thanksgiving day Jenny and I took the opportunity to do a little mountain bike ride. I had actually rode out to the falls with Tim and Lance the day before and decided that Jenny definitely needed to see them.
The one thing I forgot was the fact that I’ve been biking a lot with the guys over these past few months and Jenny is still very new to the sport. Chiva Falls might not have been the best choice of trail for Jenny to go on at this stage. A few miles into the ride she took a spill over the handlebars. It shook her up a bit, but since she wasn’t seriously hurt and we hadn’t seen the actual falls, she decided to ride on. I love this woman.
The falls were fantastic, just like the day before. Unfortunately, right before we were getting up to head back to the car a few people showed up and before we even realized it, they were shooting guns at the falls. It was surreal. I couldn’t believe how loud it was. I’m not afraid to say that it scared the crap out of me. We quickly gathered our things and left the shotgun toting people to themselves.