Weather: Cold and snow.
Trail conditions: Good to Very Good.
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Wet areas, Last I heard:
1 along the west shore of Gogebic.
12 between White Pine and Ontonagon has a bad spot.
8 west between Wakefield and Bergland
I may be jumping the gun a little saying very good but, that’s what some people are saying. We have not been getting a lot of snow but it seems to be coming a few inches everyday. That along with the cold temps freezing up wet areas is making for good riding conditions. I guess it is time to say “GET YOUR ASSES UP HERE”
A shout out to the fuckin dick head that took the iPhone 5 charger off my shelf. I put phone chargers out so people can use them when they come into the bar. But you decided to help your self and take mine. You are a Dickhead. I hope your sled blows up.
People you need to stay on your own side of the trail. Got people complaining about riders hogging the trail. Be careful out there it is going to be a busy weekend, with little snow elsewhere we are going to get idiots that thing they own the trails.
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural northern Minnesota . He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer’s field.
As the lawyer climbed over the fence to claim his bird, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
The litigator responded, “I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I’m going to retrieve it.”The old farmer replied, “This is my property, and you are not coming over here.”
The indignant lawyer said, “I am one of the best trial attorneys in New York and, if you don’t let me retrieve that duck, I’ll sue you and take everything you own.”
The old farmer smiled and said, “Apparently, you don’t know how we settle disputes here in northern Minnesota . We settle small disagreements like this with the ‘Three Kick Rule.'”
The lawyer asked, “What is the ‘Three Kick Rule’?”
The Farmer replied, “Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, I get to go first. I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up.”
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and, being the person he was, decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot into the lawyer’s groin and dropped him to his knees!His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer’s last meal gushing from his mouth. The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer’s third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and remaining strength and very slowly managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, “Okay, you old fart. Now it’s my turn.”
(I love this part)
The old farmer smiled and said, “Nah, I give up. You can have the duck.”