So much can happen in a day or so. I makes ya wonder. So there’s this punk staying in my yard right now. He’s telling me this story about how he broke his back jumping some 30 footer in Oregon last winter. While he was in a back brace recovering, he thought it would be good for a larf to swing on a rope and yell like Tarzan. He broke his leg. This is about six months ago it all started He’s just getting back on it.

So he comes to the Shore with his RM6. Today he rode all the way to the top of Seymour, rode the Perimeter and Hangman, then rode all the way back up again for CBC, Corkscrew, Boogieman. Then he went for a lap of Fromme.

I’m getting too old for this shit.

Barb rode with Chip from North Carolina today. I get him tomorrow. Should be a wet one on the Big Eye.