Great Debate

With an impending snowstorm, tonight's my last chance for a little moto ride before mothballing it for the winter months. But I don't want to ride it just to say I did. Didn't seem right.

So I did the right thing and took my bicycle to curling. We won a fantastic game. They stole the eighth end with one point to tie. We got them back in the tiebreaker ninth. Very well played. AND I caught another flying squirrel (number 3). They're making a home in the insulation above the ice.

So into the bike basket he goes for the ride home. Then, heh heh, into the top box on the moto for a ride over the river and across town. Let him go in a nice patch of woods that I hope works well for him/her. Cute little buggers.

20 degrees, dark and December 7th. But it's a ride. Go Rocky Go!