oh I love riding in the fall. crisp dark evenings, pitch black twistys, spooky
woods critters...no bugs.

it' the best


ran right up to a smelly deer (3 feet !!!) and had to bark to get him offa der trail

then banging around a corner and under big branch, a huge owl turns his head, looks
at me, thinks for a moment, spreads these monster wings and takes off silently... and I felt
the breeze of it's launch. scared the crap outta me for an instant. this thing was a monster,
like the size of a hen turkey