While riding home from work this evening I had a very entertaining encounter. I was working my way along the 390 MUP through a nice quiet wooded section. As I rounded a curve I spied three hikers about thirty yards ahead of me, two young girls about twelve years old and a middle aged woman.

While still a good twenty yards back I dinged my bell twice as I silently and slowly approached them from behind. The two younger girls intsantly screamed and broke into a short run while grabbing ahold of the third walker. They quickly calmed down, stepped off the edge of the trail, and while giggling and talking among themselves watched my approach.

As I cruised by I laughingly commented that I had never before gotten such an energetic reaction to my little bell. We all four laughed and continued on our ways.

The sixties is a good decade indeed.