Scooter Ride last Sunday...Hocking Hills

What can be said about such beauty? Sunshine streaming through golden-red leaves, rolling hills bathed in sunshine, smells of harvest time, the buzz of little scooters flying over hills and straining on a few of them...it was all there! That and cookies and hotdogs on our mid-point break..oh, and marshmallows, how could I forget those? I usually burn mine and have gotten so used to that particular harsh/sweet taste that it was the 'norm' but I decided to go for golden brown..yum, so much better. In any case, riding with my Posse was so fun, they should have charged admission to go along...