1-21-16

Weather: A little warmer the next few days.

Trail conditions: Good to Very Good.

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Trail conditions have been pretty damn good according to riders. Groomers are out doing their thing and traffic has been lighter so riders have been very happy. Temps are forecasted to be a bit warmer for the next week but still below freezing for highs and colder at night. No real snow in the forecast for the weekend but you never know when a bit of LES may blow our way.

Ironwood is reporting good trail condition on their website. Check them out here.  8 coming from Ironwood has been a rough ride most of the week, hopefully they have it flattened out.

    Defence Attorney:
Will you please state your age? 
Old Lady:
I am 94 years old. 
Defence Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st
Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening,
When a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me. 
Defence Attorney:
Did you know him? 
Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly. 
Defence Attorney:
What happened after he sat down? 
Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh. 
Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him? 
Old Lady:
No, I didn’t stop him. 
Defence Attorney:
Why not? 
Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my David died some 30 years ago.
Defence Attorney:
What happened next? 
Old Lady:
He began to rub all over my body. 
Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him then? 
Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him. 
Defence Attorney:
Why not? 
Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven’t felt that good in years! 
Defence Attorney:
What happened next? 
Old Lady:
Well, by then, I was feeling so spicy’ that I just laid down and told him ‘Take me, young man. Take me now!’ 
Defence Attorney:
Did he take you? 
Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, ‘April Fool!’
And that’s when I shot the little bastard.

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