mission aborted

[wheeliemassa]

The trail didnt go quite as planned. on day one we made really good time in the morning and made it to circleville by 10 00 instead of noon as expected. We gassed up, ate lunch and headed outof town to climb up the beaver mountail which is really steep, narrow and rocky. we made it a ways, and my shifter broke. the splines stripped out and the bike would no longer shift. i tried to tighten it to get it to grab but i didnt have the tool i needed. of course when i broke down i was in the rear, and nobody bothered to look back to see if i was there. my dad, brett, and jason made it almost to the top of the mountain, which was about an hour, before they noticed i was gone. Meanwhile i was stuck in the middle of the desert by myself with nobody for miles. When they finally found me, we used pliers to put my bike in 2nd gear and i rode it really slow back into town to see if we could find a new shifter. Eventually we found one that was somewhat close, so we reshaped it with a hammer and bolted it on. we left circleville after about 3 hours and decided to try and make the rest of the loop. we started climbing back up the mountain and jason kept losong it. he started crashing about every 100 feet and finished it off with a stunning dive off the side of the mountain where he fell pretty far and smashed his hip on a rock. he ended up being bruised but ok, but i had to drag his bike up the mountain back onto the trail. at this point we were almost out of daylight and really far from our destination. we decided to use the emergency plan and abort the mission and take some dfferent trails back. we still barely made it by dark. we go lucky. jason and i have no lights and we would have been stugk in the woods all night with nothing. The next day was a lot more fun except for me coming inches away from a head on collision with a truck, and everyone but my dad almost getting sonny bono'd on a tree at one point or another. we still covered about 140 miles. it was a good day.
well thats over. i got a promotion at work this week and i work at the warehouse now, which is where i wanted to work in the first place. its better. i went riding tonight but nothing special happened except for me drinking 1/2 gallon of gatorade in under 15 minutes.life is good. im a happy kid. im tired, and going to bed.