Track me until. the tracking stops for some reason
Heading home last (Friday) night after work, all was calm, all was bright, er, dark...... and then I hit the SAME STUPID CURB that bent my front fork last week. This inspires me to do (at least) 2 things:
(1) - Get a brighter head-lamp
(2) - take some reflective paint and tape and mark this crossing so I and others can avoid injury and damage.
This time, however, no damage seemed to occur to the fork, frame, or wheel. I may have hit it at a slower speed, but it still didn't help my self image the least bit. My commitment to avoid foul language took another beating, as well. I was really surprised my chewing-gum-looking blobby welding job on the current front fork survived this stress. I have been watching and worrying about it since I re-welded and re-painted it
Today I am in the midst of frantically cutting firewood (mostly juniper and :"gift:" scrap lumber from friends' remodeling projects) - we have been really burning the stuff heavy duty with the freezing and sub-freezing and sub-zero weather we've had for over a week now. We still have several inches of very cold frozen snow in all directions, including our primitive roadway to our house. I bladed the road today using our old trailer tongue "V" pulled via a chain attached to Jacque's 4WD Ford Exploder. Then I set about gassing and lubing up the chainsaw and cut a couple sled-loads of the stuff, and got exhausted and took a long break. Now I'm all rested and warm and comfy so I better get back out there again; daylight's a-wasting.....
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