We didn’t get the Seventh Fleet this week, because they were busy somewhere else, but we did bring all the freight capacity we could muster.
It’s not all bad times. At the end of the day, after making tangible progress, there’s time to get out and stretch the legs. It’s a beautiful season for riding. (Click on the picture to enlarge it. Check out the hawk over the crest of Coyote Hill.)
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