The Adult Treehouse

I went for a ride this weekend with Paul and Rob. I can't tell you where, it's super secret. In fact, before we started out on our ride, they really wanted to know about my "blog filter".
"Is this going on the blog?"
"You aren't going to take a picture here are you?"
I think I've already said too much. It's basically like their adult treehouse, where they have their own language and their own snacks and stuff that I really can't talk about.
It was a great ride though, thanks boys.