Posted on May 1, 2005 by UltraRob We stopped to eat ice cream, the day was a scortcher at easy 34 degrees with the hot sun beating down on us between the trees. Eating ice cream was more of an exercise in trying to eat it before it flowed down over our hands and escaped! Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Related