On the road again
The season whispered that it would be wise to trade my Buttercup Rocinante, the steel steed, for the Rattlin' Battle Wagon, so I made the trip to begin the exchange. The morning of my departure carried a warning of colder weather to come. I shivered through the first hundred miles with the Craters of the Moon being the usual scenic high point of that portion of the trip. I did see another guy on a bike coming from the main gate there, and I thought he was headed in my direction, but I never saw him again. Fortunately, the trip was uneventful--as far as you know. I got to the mowing right away so I could watch a ball game with friends on Saturday morning. The game was more exciting that we cared for, but our team managed to hang on to an early lead. At 4-0, having beaten a ranked team last week, they earned a rank in the top 25 but were still underdogs in the match up against a 2-2 unranked team. Once again they overcame those odd odds to come out on top. Hoses a...