the tale of a boy and his bike

On that infamous trip to Utah for the 4th o' July,
the car was not the only thing that got "broke".

Here is Doug and his (not so) little friend ready for a fun day
of biking at Sundance....

4 or 5 rides down the mountain

and about 3 hours later.....

the high end mountain bike has turned into

a clown bike. Or as Doug likes to put it

"I taco'd my tire"

I guess that's what happens when you hit something

flying down the mountain and do a somersault in the air,

bike and all. Fortunately, Doug fared better than the bike!

We all had a good laugh over it and tried not to think about

how much new rims were going to cost!

Little did we know, this was JUST the beginning!

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As if the bike, the car, and the plague were not enough......

To top off our disastrous July, a few weeks ago we woke up on Sunday morning

to a flooded garage and partially flooded house.

Yay.

Our water heater decided not to leak like everyone else,

but blow instead.

Shooting a hole in the wall and

blasting water EVERYWHERE for hours!

Needless to say, we did not make it to church that day.

And with my bronchitis in tow,

we proceeded to clean up for the remainder of the day.

Got a new water heater installed and.......

eventually, we will get to repairing all. the. other. damage.

Here's to August and hoping we fair a little better. ;)