These kids were lucky they bumped into
us. It seems their motorcycle had some kind of
throttle issue and the throttle because stuck wide
open. Nobody was hurt but the motorcycle couldn't be
driven home. As luck would have it, Stephen had his
old Toyota pickup along today. He graciously offered
to give the motorcycle owner and his cycle a ride home,
which turned out to be a good number of miles down the
road once you're out of the woods. We knew a short
way out over a mile of so on moderate trails so we loaded
the cycle up and Stephen hauled it home.
Paul re-mounting the chain.
After returning to the cabin, we hung
around to cheer on Smarty Jones, whose quest for the Triple Crown
unfortunately came up short in the Belmont Stakes.
Oh well, dinner time anyway. No horse for me
please. But I will have the Delmonico, medium rare.
It's just another typical weekend up at
the cabin. We been doing it for years and will
probably keep doing it for years to come. We always have