Went down to the river to take some photos for the holiday. Didn’t venture to the Taste of Minnesota, I heard it was all bad food. Plus, I could hear the music from across the river anyway. Elvis Costello was sounded fairly good, but I wouldn’t have paid to be closer. On the way home I tried to take the big hill that enters my neighborhood, and when I say big I mean big. It almost killed me. I had to hop off right at the top or risk being hit by traffic as I weebled and wobbled (but I didn’t fall down). Couple of more photos here.

As long as plans don’t change, I’m going flying with a colleague tomorrow in a small plane. Never been in a single-engine plane before, that ought to be something. Let’s hope I don’t freak out. Pictures will be taken.

Oh, and I tried making a little stop-motion movie. Going to try more of this once I get a remote and possibly the T1i.