 In a nice, wide clearing
we regrouped after making our way through town and into the back country. Here we
aired down, disconnected swaybars and chatted a little. As the group was about ready
to move someone said, "Bullshit at lunch! Lets Play!" There
was no argument with that statement. Now what was that word for the day? Oh
yeah, right....MUD! First stop was the mud hole for the first of many coats of the
thick brown stuff. As the day went on some of us took home more of the brown stuff
than others. Hey, Jack, does that right speaker still sound a bit muffled? |
