Golden Day

So with that said, Would the writer please email me so that I can give proper credit.

Here is part one of two.

Woof! Woof! Barney the 75lb basset hound from hell lobbed himself onto the bed and shouted his "get the hell up and let me out" alarm at 7:00 am that Saturday... normally I would nail'em with a shoe or just plain ignore'em but today I was riding...

I rolled him off me and sprung out of the bed at just above dead speed and opened the door for him to exit...sun bathed me from just over the top of the ridge and I had one of them "golden graham" it's gone be a golden day thoughts...

I commenced to showering and eating breakfast as the old lady growled good morning at me..."good morning honey" I said, what ya gonna do today? Well, she commenced to telling me how "we" were going to clean the gutters, mow the grass, wash the dog, etc, etc, etc, my heart said POP!!! I asked her if she wouldn't rather hit all of them yard sales she loved to go to...yeah maybe I will!!!

Before she could change her mind I was on the bike and at the end of the driveway when I heard "take the garbage to the dump before you leave"...screech said the brakes as I turned to shout obscenities...I caught myself and acted like I didn't hear knowing she knew I had...there would be hell to pay later but oh' well... I rode the road for 2 miles to where the power-line crossed and from there I headed up the knarly double-track that the power co. uses for line maintenance...the bike felt good, I felt good, and all was turning into that image of gold from earlier..."BOOM" rang out as some moron hunter was obviously shooting some defenseless creature in the woods to my left...

I put it into overdrive as to get away from the sickening thoughts that come over me when I think of hunters...it didn't work...I rode on for about another hour on the slight pitch before stopping to drink and soak it all in...I could smell the shampoo in my hair mixing with the sweat and it made me think of home...I knew I was going to get hammered for leaving so rudely...hell with it I said...I got back in the saddle and clipped in for the white-knuckling descent to come...I took off and kept things in check for awhile before letting it all hang out...I got the adrenaline really pumping and started getting air off all the little rocks and dip in the trail...things were really happening for me today!!!

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