Great Ink
I just stumbled across this in my pictures directory and totally forgot about it. This guy may have one of the best tattoos out there…
NJ Mountain Biking is On! 2010 H2H Schedule
I am stoked to see that the 2010 H2H Series has been announced. For me, this is reminiscent of the old days with the NJ Mountain Bike Series. The only thing missing is the Round Valley Rumble.
Dirt Rag – Literary Contest & 2010 World Tour
Dirt Rag announced a couple of days ago that their 2010 Literature Contest is on. So anyone out there with the magic pen, put your story down on paper and send it on over…
While you are over there, check out the announcement of 2010 Dirt Rag World Tour {flyer}. Looks like the closest thing for me is going to be Dirt Fest, but that looks to be a good time.
Motavational, Really?
Condescending statements are not good motivators.
Risk taking
I profess that risk-taking–scaring ourselves silly as an infrequent antidote to the benality of nine-to-five living–teaches us humility and respect and shows us that we are no greater or lesser than any mountain or beast of the wilds.
-Jonathan Waterman, In the Shadow of Denali
Folks say the darnedest things
This something I wrote awhile ago and just found in my draft folder it might not be considered safe for work because of the language, so you are warned
I was telling Al about a conversation I had last night and she said
“you need to start writing some of this stuff down. Why do people feel compelled to tell you some of these things?”
I don’t have an answer as to why folks find it easy to tell me stuff, but some of the things I hear are great! So, last night’s conversation…
I was getting off my train that was 40 minutes late and walking to my truck. A local police officer that I have talked to in passing a few times pulls up next to me in his truck and rolls down the window.
Police Officer (PO): Evening.
Me: Evening, how’s it going tonight?
PO: Long and slow…
Me: Sounds like the train I just got off.
PO: Ha! Yeah, I cruised through the lot earlier and saw some woman blowin’ a guy at the end of the lot. I pulled on and just parked.
Me: Really? {slighty perplexed why this topic has come up}
PO: Yep. I just sat here and waited. She got out of one car and went to hers. I ran the plates and they came back to her and her husband. I am willing to bet that wasn’t her husband’s dick that was just in her mouth. Anyway, careful driving home, the leaves are slick.
Me: Ok, thanks. Have a great night.
PO: Yeah, you too. If I don’t see you, have a great Thanksgiving.
Me: Thanks. {wave to officer, get in my truck and think WTF was that?}
Karma – One Point in my Favor
So this past weekend was the dam release on the Tohickon Creek, an event that usually marks the end of the kayaking season for the Mid-Atlantic region. Well on my last run down the creek I saw a paddle caught under some rocks below pyramid rock. I was able to eddy out and grab it. It was a very nice paddle and knew I would be pissed if I had lost my paddle, let alone have to fork out a few hundred bucks to replace it. So I brought it down to the take out with me and when I got home posted a note on the Philadelphia Canoe Club’s message forum. I was contacted by a few folks who had lost paddles over the weekend. But I was also contacted by a person who was able to describe the paddle all the way down to the ‘PUFF’ sticker.
I am glad I was able to get the paddle back to the person. I know it does not seem like much in the grand scheme of things, but maybe more of those little things will be beneficial in the long run. I hope he remembers this situation and is able to reciprocate.
