Touring - "ME" to Naure - so you want to steal my gear? !@!& you! Ha!
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08-26-10, 04:54 PM
Was testing a new trailer this morning. Stopped to take a picture and noticed my brand new vinyl safety flag had disappeared most likely due to flag bend and a gust of wind getting under the "sleeve". Nature at its best, eh?
Came home, looked around and found an old, unused, orange child's emergency/rain poncho. 30 seconds with scissors, 10 seconds with tape and I can look the Nature Goddess in the eye, shake my fist and cry, "!@!& you! Ha!"
Anyone else have a similar story?
Not cycling related, but...
It was my last evening at Isle Royale NP in the middle of Lake Superior, and I was at the Rock Harbor ranger station. I went to the evening naturalist program and passed by a fox and her cubs. The rangers said that she got into one of the buildings and gave birth, and they were letting the family stick around until the cubs were old enough to be moved.
After the program, I returned to my adirondack shelter and went to sleep. At 4 am, I heard some noise outside and swung around the business end of my flashlight in time to see the shiny eyes of a couple of foxes. I figured, no big deal, I had everything that they could carry off inside the shelter with me, and went back to sleep.
Next morning, I pack up my stuff, but couldn't find my walking stick. After several minutes of searching, I finally found the stick about 30 yards away from the shelter in the weeds. The walking stick was missing a leather strap that went through a hole drilled through the stick. The foxes were interested in the strap, but had to drag the stick that far before they could get the strap loose.
08-27-10, 09:08 AM
On a recent overnight trip with my son I heard noises in the wee hours of the morning. I exited my tent to see a raccoon stealing a jumbo bag of beef jerky that we had left out. I gave a brief chase but quickly decided that he needed/wanted it more than us. (Imagine a 200lb man running through the brush in boxers wielding a tiny mag light chasing a coon dragging a bag of jerky twice his size. not pretty) I returned to camp and decided to put on the coffee and that is when a family of skunks, momma and 2 babies, pranced right through our site. My teenage son slept through it all of course.
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