Two years ago this weekend, Hubby and I rented a small cabin in SunRiver to celebrate his birthday and our anniversary.
The cabin came equipped with bikes, and Hubby wanted to ride. “You set the pace, I’ll follow,” I said to the man who had grown considerably weaker and was losing muscle mass; the man who only had two months left to live, which we couldn’t have known at the time.
SunRiver bike path along the Deschutes River – Sept 22, 2014
We ended up riding out to the marina. About five miles from the cabin.