Drove the bike down to the salt works and then biked up the strand a bit, finding geocaches and avoiding yahoos on bikes. Found eleven out of twelve caches I searched for. There were eight more caches I didn't look for because there wasn't a good place (not even a bush!) to park the bike. Gotta get a kickstand!
Here is a blurry pic (I do not know why) to prove I wuz there.

That almost indiscernible white spot in the background may be a big pile of salt at the salt works.
Put about twelve and nineteen-hundredths miles.
I found that the straps I bought to hold the bike upright are too much hassle to affix. I shall have to figure out something else.
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Finish that sentence for me, please.
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