|Finally, Red Hawk Park|
|The WORST Soccer Mom|
|The BEST Soccer Moms took the best parking spots.|
|Wait one minute...i've biked down this stretch of St. Charles hundreds of times!|
|And I got there quicker!!!!|
And so, as usual, last to arrive, last to leave. Most of the other families have some other commitment to race off to. Lucky for us, we're going to drive slowly eastward on North Avenue to discover how tiny the sign for Pleasant Hill Drive is, after all. Turns out, the sign is quite small and it's not actually on the corner, it's a yellow sign before the split arrives. What was I doing when I flew by the sign? I wasn't checking my GPS, I wasn't talking on the phone, or even texting. I might have been sipping coffee out of my fifteen year old travel mug (likely), I might have been listening to the Eagles (likely), and I might have been waxing poetic about how me and the guys ride out here to the DuPage Airport all the time (again, likely).
|The fun, for the Steward-Nolans usually arrives after the crowds leave.|