Okay, my recent bicycle story
So I'm heading out to Eagle so my own shortstop, I will call her shortcake, has some time to herself at home. She's dealing with dangerous people and is a little stressed.
Anyways, I get to Eagle and it's only been an hour ride so I figure I'll just keep going to Elmwood. I like the long rides where you get in a rhythm and no one is talking and you just have yourself to be bothered by. I'm cruising along when a female dear, yes a doe of 150-200 lbs, jumps out of the bushs and crosses the path infront of me by about 30 yards. I slow way down hoping... but then it happens, two bambis hop out of the bushes and follow their mom. For a moment I worry. I hope momma doesn't see me as a threat and come over and kick my ass. It could be a long time before another biker comes along to find my bloody pulped up body.
They disappeared and it was cool and naturey, but geesh guys, I got scared by some deer. Guess my card as a man has been revoked. I shall cease my hunting privileges and I will join the female gathering people...
I'll attempt Wabash on Saturday if anyone wants to join.
~That other Scott.