First attempt at warmer activities
So!
Joey has had this three-wheeler that he’s been putzing around with for the last several months but hasn’t had a chance to take it out and see if it actually works. Last weekend we decided to try it out. I was looking forward to it because we went on a quick ride once while we were in VA and it sparked my interest. So, we drove south....south....south of Boise to the middle of nowhere with his creation. He had just gotten new tires and found out that his axle is slightly bent. There wouldn’t be much riding because of that but he’s been chomping on the bit for a while now. Anyhoo.
We get this area where there were a bunch of other riders and unload the "blingin’" three-wheeler and he immediately takes off and does a bunch of wheelies and turns etc. Its at this point that I notice he’s spending more time on only two wheels then he is on all 3, weither it be the back two or the front and one side....Reasurance? No.
He eventually comes back and smacks the only helmet and goggles on me and says we’re gonna go out a ways and see whats there. I think, cool, but of course don’t forget to mention that there will be no tricks or speeding while I’m on the bike. No sireee.
And of course, he nails it as soon as my ass touches the seat. Jerk. We went about a mile into the trails area with me screaming at him to slow the fuck down or let me off. We passed several riders and they gave us weird looks. And oh my god were there bumps. Several times we’d crest a hill and there would be this HOLE in which you could lose a large dog in, and we would just barely skim over it! And then there were mud puddles! And I forgot to mention that is was really fucking windy. Like, New Mexico prairie windy. I hate wind. Thought I had gotten away from it....Ick. And every time we’d even start to approach a steep hill he’d start to gun it! But right, so, my back is covered in mud, I’m frozen, and my muscles felt as if they would never be normal again from trying not to fall off.
So, I finally get him to stop and I get off to the tune of "I wasn’t going fast!" and I give him the helmet and tell him to go play. He gave me this look. It was cute. You know? The one where he really really wants to go but is afraid of the Girlfriend Feelings trap? Yeah, that one, but he eventually danced off and zipped beyond where I could see.
So, here I am, in the middle of nowhere, beyond where anyone else was, can’t hear Joey, or any other bikes anymore, and I realize that the holes we were going over on the trail was actually giant fucking burrows of some equally giant fucking creature! Seriously, 2 to 3 ft in diameter. What the hell? And I’m surrounded by them. Only these are obviously occupated. Right, and then I remember hearing my mom say there were wolverines in Idaho? in one of those conversations I wasn’t really paying attention to. And I’m like, Shit. How fast do wolverines move? And I start hearing chirping!! Like prairie dog warnings.
By this point I’m losing the fight to ignore my over active imagination and lookie there! Joey is back! So, he gets off the bike and is all animated and tells me how he came across these two guys farther up and one had drowned his bike in a mud hole? So, I was like, are we gonna help him get his bike out? Joey’s like, "Nah, but I blew out the spark plug in the bike and need to go back to the truck to tighten it" So, we switch with the helmet and I get back .. making him promise to not go over second gear. It was still really fast, but I stopped yelling.
It was fun, we ended up not doing too much after that because the wind started to pick up and we didn’t want to fuck up the bike because of the bent axle.
The other thing that was cool was that I got new shoes! They’re Merrel’s and really good hiking shoes so that I wouldn’t bust up my dress shoes while riding. I don’t have any other ones.
But yeah! I want summer to be here already!
Damnit
Joey has had this three-wheeler that he’s been putzing around with for the last several months but hasn’t had a chance to take it out and see if it actually works. Last weekend we decided to try it out. I was looking forward to it because we went on a quick ride once while we were in VA and it sparked my interest. So, we drove south....south....south of Boise to the middle of nowhere with his creation. He had just gotten new tires and found out that his axle is slightly bent. There wouldn’t be much riding because of that but he’s been chomping on the bit for a while now. Anyhoo.
We get this area where there were a bunch of other riders and unload the "blingin’" three-wheeler and he immediately takes off and does a bunch of wheelies and turns etc. Its at this point that I notice he’s spending more time on only two wheels then he is on all 3, weither it be the back two or the front and one side....Reasurance? No.
He eventually comes back and smacks the only helmet and goggles on me and says we’re gonna go out a ways and see whats there. I think, cool, but of course don’t forget to mention that there will be no tricks or speeding while I’m on the bike. No sireee.
And of course, he nails it as soon as my ass touches the seat. Jerk. We went about a mile into the trails area with me screaming at him to slow the fuck down or let me off. We passed several riders and they gave us weird looks. And oh my god were there bumps. Several times we’d crest a hill and there would be this HOLE in which you could lose a large dog in, and we would just barely skim over it! And then there were mud puddles! And I forgot to mention that is was really fucking windy. Like, New Mexico prairie windy. I hate wind. Thought I had gotten away from it....Ick. And every time we’d even start to approach a steep hill he’d start to gun it! But right, so, my back is covered in mud, I’m frozen, and my muscles felt as if they would never be normal again from trying not to fall off.
So, I finally get him to stop and I get off to the tune of "I wasn’t going fast!" and I give him the helmet and tell him to go play. He gave me this look. It was cute. You know? The one where he really really wants to go but is afraid of the Girlfriend Feelings trap? Yeah, that one, but he eventually danced off and zipped beyond where I could see.
So, here I am, in the middle of nowhere, beyond where anyone else was, can’t hear Joey, or any other bikes anymore, and I realize that the holes we were going over on the trail was actually giant fucking burrows of some equally giant fucking creature! Seriously, 2 to 3 ft in diameter. What the hell? And I’m surrounded by them. Only these are obviously occupated. Right, and then I remember hearing my mom say there were wolverines in Idaho? in one of those conversations I wasn’t really paying attention to. And I’m like, Shit. How fast do wolverines move? And I start hearing chirping!! Like prairie dog warnings.
By this point I’m losing the fight to ignore my over active imagination and lookie there! Joey is back! So, he gets off the bike and is all animated and tells me how he came across these two guys farther up and one had drowned his bike in a mud hole? So, I was like, are we gonna help him get his bike out? Joey’s like, "Nah, but I blew out the spark plug in the bike and need to go back to the truck to tighten it" So, we switch with the helmet and I get back .. making him promise to not go over second gear. It was still really fast, but I stopped yelling.
It was fun, we ended up not doing too much after that because the wind started to pick up and we didn’t want to fuck up the bike because of the bent axle.
The other thing that was cool was that I got new shoes! They’re Merrel’s and really good hiking shoes so that I wouldn’t bust up my dress shoes while riding. I don’t have any other ones.
But yeah! I want summer to be here already!
Damnit
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