Waterlogged

I biked up to The Hot Plate in Minneapolis this morning, close to the Minnehaha Creek trail.  After I got as far as Bloomington, I thought I'd pedal to Lake Harriet and get some extra mileage in. I didn't realize I'd be getting some very wet feet as well. Doesn't look deep, but it came up over the lower stroke of the pedal in places.  Still, it was a better experience than losing my cell phone while mountain biking at Lebannon Hills with Eryn this afternoon.  When I lost my cell, I ended up taking a second loop of the green trail to see if I could see it, and then calling a park ranger who had it (whew).  After I got wet, I ate a pumpkin buckwheat pancake with candied pecans and whipped cream.  That was pretty tasty even with wet feet.