Moles, armadillos, & trail marbles....

mojo deluxe

.......are the top three trails hazards in these parts. Not the snakes, wild
hogs, or gators.

The moles are crafty little mouse sized creatures, that are capable of
creating invisible ruts, you are impervious to, until your front tire finds
it at the worst possible time.

The 'dillos, rat bastards that they are, digs Grand Canyon size holes in the
middle of trails. Mostly in grassy singletrack, where one will not see it
until it's too late.

Trails marbles, aka gumballs, are loads of fun. Dropped by the truckloads,
by gumball trees, these things can literally change your intended line on
tight singletrack.

Kathleen

mojo deluxe wrote:
> ......are the top three trails hazards in these parts. Not the snakes, wild
> hogs, or gators.
>
> The moles are crafty little mouse sized creatures, that are capable of
> creating invisible ruts, you are impervious to, until your front tire finds
> it at the worst possible time.
>
> The 'dillos, rat bastards that they are, digs Grand Canyon size holes in the
> middle of trails. Mostly in grassy singletrack, where one will not see it
> until it's too late.
>
> Trails marbles, aka gumballs, are loads of fun. Dropped by the truckloads,
> by gumball trees, these things can literally change your intended line on
> tight singletrack.

Ooh, I hate those sweetgum balls. Our neighbors have a sweetgum tree
right next to the property line and it drops those spikey little
landmines all over my yard. It's like having a sea urchin factory next
door. I don't dare take the garbage out or walk to the mailbox barefoot
for fear of the little bastards. A master gardener friend suggested
that a fatal illness could easily be arranged for the trash-bearing tree
and I can't say I haven't been tempted.

I'd have to say that out on the trail black walnuts are much worse
threat. That's a fall thing, though.

Kathleen

mojo deluxe

"Kathleen" <khhfm@charter.net> wrote in message
news:1082q67hv2mml6d@corp.supernews.com...
> mojo deluxe wrote:
> > ......are the top three trails hazards in these parts. Not the snakes,
wild
> > hogs, or gators.
> >
> > The moles are crafty little mouse sized creatures, that are capable of
> > creating invisible ruts, you are impervious to, until your front tire
finds
> > it at the worst possible time.
> >
> > The 'dillos, rat bastards that they are, digs Grand Canyon size holes in
the
> > middle of trails. Mostly in grassy singletrack, where one will not see
it
> > until it's too late.
> >
> > Trails marbles, aka gumballs, are loads of fun. Dropped by the
truckloads,
> > by gumball trees, these things can literally change your intended line
on
> > tight singletrack.
>
> Ooh, I hate those sweetgum balls. Our neighbors have a sweetgum tree
> right next to the property line and it drops those spikey little
> landmines all over my yard. It's like having a sea urchin factory next
> door. I don't dare take the garbage out or walk to the mailbox barefoot
> for fear of the little bastards. A master gardener friend suggested
> that a fatal illness could easily be arranged for the trash-bearing tree
> and I can't say I haven't been tempted.
>
Heh, I have so many of the damn things out here, I'd spend weeks with a
chainsaw getting rid of them. I've just learned to live with them.

> I'd have to say that out on the trail black walnuts are much worse
> threat. That's a fall thing, though.
>
No kidding! Much harder, and less rolling resistance.

crazy6r54@webtv.net

You should just return those spikey landmines to his
yard.

I MTB 2004