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Bring them along we could tie them up to a tree with my kidsOriginally Posted by slinkedog
. Only joking if I come my poor husband will be on baby sitting duty yet again (hope he is not counting because I think I owe him a few and I might end up baby sitting while he rides and we cant have that).
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03-16-2006, 09:10 AM #31
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Maybe Blaine and I can actually do the Siskiyou this year. We really have to plan these things in advance. It's just a bummer that ti's in the fall because Blaine's parents want to come back out and we could leave the kids with them, but that's during harvest so they can't get away.
I may have to see if my mom can get some time off work.
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03-16-2006, 09:20 AM #32
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The most effective way to do it, is to do it.
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03-16-2006, 09:32 AM #33
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slinke, you sure about the Siskiyou? There's no Krebs map for that area.
Frends know gud humors when dey is hear it. ~ Da Crockydiles of ZZE.
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03-16-2006, 09:54 AM #34
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*gasp!* I guess that means I can't do it. No, I guess it means that I'll just have to ride the road and hope I can make it up wheatever comes my way. One thing I'm finding out about riding is that the difference between 4% and 6% is huge, but it all looks the same on a Krebs map.
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03-16-2006, 10:52 AM #35
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I'm thinking amazing, awesome, wonder woman,
would be better names!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"
