Just a little night bloggin about our night hoggin up the Nob-Gobbler to Make Out Point... where we, of course, made out with one another. We went up Beast, hung a left on Apollo Burgi (the stretch of trail that was named after Burgi for his famous rock-dislodging accident). From there, we revved each others engines up Ireland to Nob-Gobbler until we reached the always anticipated Make Out Point.
I was actually only there in spirit as you can see from the following pictures:
Night hoggin in action:
5 comments:
the red devil ran over and killed a bat on upper ireland.... what a nature hater
I'm a little jealous... to think of the three of you going up the nob gobbler... Lewis and Clark, eat your heart out.
How do you know I ran over a bat on Ire? Are you sure of this? I remember at one point on ride spooking something on trail. Did you really see a dead bat that my little devil ran over?
it was actually a bird. just saw it a few minutes ago on my mtb ride. like a little sage hen type bird... you devil! its just sitting in the middle of the trail now all limp and lifeless. it was prolly a mother of thirty helpless little chic babies that are now going to starve to death.
That ghost trick is just as tricky as finding out how they make hot dogs from the cow.
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