According to NC lore, so goes the woolly worm, goes the winter. I officially hate woolly worms and am glad Paul ran a bunch over. We are in for a VERY cold winter in NC.
But the kids had fun! 
Here is the link to the pictures:
http://picasaweb.google.com/sanders1745/WoollyWormFestival?feat=directlink
Option 3! The dark horse out of nowhere takes it!!! Salmon was on sale so it inspired me. Then we got the expensive kind instead. Paul made a fantastic cream sauce. We also had cous cous from the farmers market and spinach salad a dressing Paul made. Not sure what happened but I woke up 4 hours later and barfed it. It was not as nice the 2nd time.
Top of Pilot Mountain--half way done!
Something similar could be said about the ride too. Last summer I tried it and got half way up Pilot Mtn and bonked and cried. This time I was determined (see post from last week). Well, I cried again (twice), but I did finish. This was the hardest physical accomplishment of my life. Harder than the Ironman Triathlon. On the way up the last mtn, literally the last mile of the ride my legs cramped. First it was just my quads, but then my calves cramped trying to clip out as I weaved to the side to not crash. I made a small move to stretch and my hamstrings cramped. Paul rubbed out my thighs and I just stood there looking up the switchbacks that seemed to reach into the clouds like Jack and the Beanstalk. You know Paul is a man of few words… “zig zag,” he said. So I did. And I made it.
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