BALLS TO THE WALL FISHING

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Sunday, May 25, 2008

SUPER TRIPLE TOP SECRET SINGLE TRACK GETTING CLOSER

I'M PRETTY SURE I WAS'NT ALONE OUT THERE TODAY
CHECK OUT THESE BIG BOY TRACKS...

THE TRAIL TOOK THE UNOFFICIAL NAME "BLUE GROUSE" DUE TO THIS CRITTER HANGING OUT WHILE I WAS SAWING AWAY FOR HOURS...

BEFORE

AND AFTER

EVER SINCE I WAS A LITTLE KID, PERHAPS MY FAVORITE THING TO DO HAS BEEN TO GO PLAY IN THE WOODS. I MADE A HABIT OF CAPTURING FROGS AND SNAKES AND ANYTHING ELSE THAT LIVED IN THE WONDERS OF NATURE IN MY YOUTH AND TURNED MY CATCH OVER TO THE "NATURE CENTER" AT MY SUMMER CAMP FOR EVERYONE TO VIEW, THEN AT THE END OF THE SUMMER WE WOULD LET EVERYTHING GO, IT WAS PRETTY COOL.

WELL, NOW I'M 50 YEARS OLD AND I STILL LOVE TO DO THAT SHIT. SO TODAY, I DECIDED TO TAKE JUST ME AND THE SALSA FOR A SWEET MOUNTAIN BIKE RIDE WITH MY TRAIL IMPROVEMENT IMPLEMENTS AND GO WORK ON THE TRAIL I STARTED CLEARING LAST FALL. I HAD PROMISED MYSELF THAT AS SOON AS THE SNOW MELTED UP THERE THIS SPRING IT WAS A PRIORITY. TODAY WAS THE DAY.

JUST AN AWESOME DAY IN THE WOODS BY MYSLEF DOING SHIT I LOVE TO DO. EVEN RAN INTO SOME FRESHY BEAR TRACKS, A BIG OL BLUE GROUSE, AND SAWED SCRUB OAK, BERRY BUSH BRANCHES AND WILLOWS UNTIL MY ARMS WOULD NOT WORK ANYMORE...THE RIDE HOME HAD ME BUMPING INTO PETER DAVIS WHERE WE PROCEEDED TO FREEKIN RIP THE WORLDS GREATEST DOWNHILL..

WHY DO I STILL FEEL LIKE I'M 12? I'LL CALL YA WHEN I FIGURE THAT ONE OUT.

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