I've also visited a number of apple orchards by bike, although I've yet to brave carrying home a peck of apples on my back.
Of course, the Great Lakes girl in me can't stay away from the nearby beach.
Of course, all of this exploration has necessitated the formation of my own personal tick inspection squad.
Thankfully he hasn't found any yet, because he appears ready to give me a mohawk if he finds one. At least he doesn't have a blow torch....