MoRon 10-24-06
You are (actually, WERE) being watched ...
Fuzzy was appointed ride leader. At the Java Hut, Ron asked, "so where are we riding?". Fuzzy could see what was on his mind.
He knows that Mo HATES Split Rock.
"S-P-L-I-T R-O-C-K", Fuzzy called the ride. The ever-bulging late fee account grew by $20 as Chris and Karen didn't get it together on time. By the way, Ron, is the money deposited in an interest bearing account? Are you managing our money wisely? And Karen, did you realize that some people in the world earn less money in a year than you pay in TNR late fees?
As if to accentuate her frivolous spending habits, Karen wore a necklace of PEARLS on the ride.
But thank you for riding with us, Karen! The TNR would not be complete without girls! The success of our ride was on your shoulders.
We made our way to Iron Springs road and Fuzzy, as always, immediately fell to the back. Look, guys, you are a racing team, why doesn't someone bring one of those dorky trainers to the Java Hut? Next week I'll do some warmup while we're waiting for Karen.
Onwards to Tamarancho. We went counter-clockwise. Karen hung back with Fuzzy, while the rest waited patiently at the top of the B-17 spur. Then we all headed up the fire road towards split rock. It's easy -- Fuzzy did it two weeks ago, all by himself. No turns, just straight up the fire road until you get to the meadow. Once again, Fuzzy and Karen fell to the back. Occassionally, Fuzzy would mutter a complaint about the hill. "It's all good," Karen would reply.
They went for a long way, with nobody else in sight, and then a meadow appeared on the left. "That must not be it," Fuzzy thought, because no party was taking place in the meadow. Karen asked, isn't that the meadow? But Fuzzy said no, that must not be it, because nobody is there. I was just here two weeks ago, Fuzzy thought. I'll recognize it the instant I see it.
They rode and rode and rode. Fuzzy complained again. It's all good, Karen said. Fuzzy thought, it ALWAYS feels like the hills never end, so why should this time be any different? Then they started riding big ruts and G-outs that Fuzzy didn't remember. Don't worry, he thought. It's all good. Then he started to feel like he was on Pine Mountain. Embedded rocks and extreme fatigue -- boy, that feels a lot like Pine mountain. Then they got to the unmistakable junction of mutlitple trails with the really nice rest area. "We are riding to Paradigm," Fuzzy said. "We went too far."
For a brief moment, Fuzzy saw this as an opportunity. "We could do Paradigm on the tuesday night ride!" Why not? Let's go big!
That was a very brief moment, indeed.
Meanwhile, the faster group established a party camp less than a quarter mile from where they last saw Fuzzy and Karen. According to members of this group, they were only a few feet from the trail. Fuzzy and Karen must have passed them somehow. They didn't see us, and we didn't see them. They didn't hear us, and we didn't hear them. [NOTE: Pete was NOT on this ride. If Pete was on the ride, we would have heard them].
Lots more juicy ride report coming ... Fuzzy is a little tied up at work ... check back in a few days ... find out why Fuzzy made that silly statement about Karen's shoulders ... here's the teaser:
Karen spotted this surveillance camera high up in a tree near the end of split rock ...
http://www.myleafriver.com/html/ir3bu.html
http://www.myleafriver.com/assets/applets/IR3_Manual.pdf
As heads cleared up on Wednesday morning, questions were asked:
Was that a wildlife camera?
Has the MoRon Crew become a criminal gang?
What were these people smoking?
IXNAY ON THE ALKTAY ABOUT UZZYFAY UCKINGFAY UP THE AMERACAY... Uzzyfay found it that way is how I remember it... yeah, that's it, that's the ticket... it BLINDED him as he was HIKING by see, and he wound up falling into the tree and practically getting strangled by it see, and he had to struggle greatly to break free of its tethers... --Briggr1 17:36, 26 October 2006 (PDT)
