People really shouldn't be taking a pee-pee and talking on their cell phone right in the middle of a trail, especially when a forty something mother of two decides to ride one of her local trails after dinner to get out and breathe and get some exercise, even though she knew she wouldn't hit the trail until 7:00 p.m. (doesn't get dark yet here in NE until after 8:30). It's where she goes when she doesn't want to go far, and still has plenty of rocks and roots and single track off the main trails to keep it interesting enough for a good 10 mile ride. But, I didn't expect to see Fountain Man with his pants down right in the middle of the trail when I turned the corner. I really didn't need to see that... it was a little too much nature for me.