I can still ride a bike!
Despite the presence of a cold, wet, and dreary day in Volcano (surprise!…) I somehow inspired myself to actually air up the tires in the trusty old Karate Monkey and hit the trail. Felt good. REAL good, and it’s a shame I let so much time go by without riding. It was the same old Crater Rim Trail jaunt, something I tend to get bored with quickly if I ride it too often, but- I really shouldn’t be allowed to complain about a 12 mile ride on the rim of an active volcano.
I knew Drifting Family went to see Peter Pan at the Kilauea Military Camp theater, so I swung by and found them attempting a game of tennis after the show, which was good fun to watch for many reasons. By the time we were ready to go we realized we should just eat at the KMC cafeteria, which has decent food (cajun mahi mahi and all-you-can-eat salad bar) for little expense. By the time we were done with that, it was dark, and I conveniently accepted a ride back home.

