Weather: 50’s and sunny.
This coming weekend is our Grouse tourney. You must be signed up and paid up by Friday night. Hunters must be in by 6pm Saturday.
The Western U.P. Trail Association is looking for volunteers to help brush/sign a new local ORV/Snowmobile trail along the fence line of the “Old Dump” area on Frenchtown Road-Ironwood. We are meeting at the gate to the old Compost entrance on Frenchtown Road, Sunday, Oct 11, at 10:00 am. We are hoping to be done by Noon since the trail isn’t very long. If you have any of the following tools, bring them along: brush cutters, chainsaws, hole post diggers, sledgehammers, etc.
We wouldn’t turn down any small loaders either. 🙂
Feel free to pass along this message. Any help would be very much appreciated!
Thank you in advance,
Western U.P. Trail Association Board of Directors
As you can see above, clubs are working on expanding our ORV trails. Slow but sure they are coming to be.
As I age, I realize that:
Old age is coming at a really bad time!
I don’t trip over things, I do random gravity checks!
I don’t need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off!
My people skills are just fine. It’s my tolerance of idiots that needs work.
The biggest lie I tell myself is “I don’t need to write that down, I’ll remember it.”
I talk to myself because sometimes I need expert advice.
Sometimes I roll my eyes out loud?
When I was a child I thought nap time was punishment. Now it’s like a mini vacation!
The day the world runs out of wine is just too terrible to think about!
I don’t have gray hair. I have “wisdom highlights”. I’m just very wise.
I like my middle finger best because it always sticks up for me!
I’ve lost my mind and I’m pretty sure my kids took it!
Even duct tape can’t fix stupid, but it can muffle the sound!
Wouldn’t it be great if we could put ourselves in the dryer for ten minutes; come out wrinkle-free and three sizes smaller!
Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators. We haven’t met yet!
If God wanted me to touch my toes, he would’ve put them on my knees.
When the kids text me “plz” which is shorter than please.
I text back “no” which is shorter than “yes”.
At my age “Getting lucky” means walking into a room and remembering what I came in there for.
Chocolate comes from cocoa which is a tree, which makes it a plant, which means it’s salad….Almost.
Lord grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can & the friends to post my bail when I finally snap and give me patience and give it to me NOW.