Friday, May 13, 2016

A remeberance...

This was before I smashed myself to bits on the Suzuki, BTW...

We were out back of Bob's (B___'s brother) house at the time, just off of Hall Road. There were some good cliffs back there and we spent an enjoyable day trying to climb them. I admit, I flipped over and fell off as much as I made it to the top. But, that's part of the fun.

Sidebar: The one lesson I was taught and religiously adhered to was that you got back up and shut off the bike.

Sidebar II: That's when I hit that damn stump, year's later, I did actually stand up, but then fell down on my destroyed leg. Instinct.

Anyway, I was at the top of the short cliffs, after making it up and resting for a moment. I saw a kid (he couldn't have been more that 10 years old) take his dirt bike and race to the edge of the "cliff." He pulled a wheelie at the edge and went over!

I ran over to the edge and watched him land on his back wheel and drive away!!!

I would have never tried that...

Damn kids!

2 comments:

  1. Funny how that works.

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  2. I'd like to think as you age, you get more common sense. But it may be that you just get more cautious...

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