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A glorious indiscretion occurred out in the snow, after miles of trudge, trudge decided to just let go. I thought it would be thrilling and I thought it would be fun, if I took my mountain bike out on a snowy wet run!

I had to go out anyway and attend to some chores so with my old blue mountain bike trails figured I’d explore. I chose location carefully, state park where cars go not, and on my old blue Cannondale exited parking lot.

Crossed over Highway Forty on dirt road called Reedy Creek, figured I would have some fun as through the cold snow I streaked. Fear streaking was but pipe-dream as through uphill snow I trudged, finally hit a steep descent and gained speed on my run.

“No brakes, no brakes!” my mantra as I gathered up some speed, know I wore a cocky smile as handled downhill with ease. With three miles behind me nother downhill did emerge, with first success under my belt I gave in to my urge. My urge was ever faster, and faster I surely went! As I went my mouth sang Eagles’ song bout lights turning red.

I tend to be cautious and seldom live life on the edge, but down the twisty fire-road you bet your ass I sped. I was in my glory and my face wore an impish grin, it’s said pride comes before a fall, I fell from pride of sin.

I hit a wide expanse of bridge that had much deeper snow, hoped I might stay upright till I lay face up, don’t-cha know. Suffered no lacerations, though my right wrist has deep bruise, I laughed as I straightened bars, kept on as had naught to lose.

My silly little story’s truthful from start to the end and knowing now what did not then I’d do it all again!

A glorious indiscretion occurred out in the snow, after miles of trudge, trudge decided to just let go. I thought it would be thrilling and I thought it would be fun, if I took my mountain bike out on a snowy wet run!