... loved the tale. today i stopped by ted's montana grill for a bison burger. at the bottom of the card charge slip, instead of "our copy" .. "your copy" it simply said "always ride your horse in the direction *it* is going ..." r.clair alexandria, va ps - bicycle content: i wore my cyclesdeoro hat and old blue bicycles classic (when mikie had it) tee to a WW 2 LST that was docked at port. interesting and sad to see about 20 or so 70 + vets holding together what is apparently the last of it's kind. lots of rust, decay and engineering gumption. hope they make it to boston next week. tomorrow is the clarendon cup, now the csc something. i'll be there is my ac vittoria woolie !
>
> Check out this website:
>
> http://electricrider.com/
>
> They sell the SkidLids and one of them has a "chrome"
> finish. I don't know that this was such a "bright"
> idea seeing as how the glare of the sun bouncing off
> the helmet could blind other bicyclists and motorists
> as well.
>
> This place is in Lawrence, Kansas. I lived there for
> a while as a child (10-12 years old on a farm.)
>
> One time I was holding the reigns and walking a horse
> with my younger brother and his friend saddled up on
> the horse. We got to a large dirt patch. The horse
> took a dump. Then all of the sudden, the horse sat
> down on all fours; (my brother and his friend still
> mounted above.) We were laughing. But suddenly the
> horse completely rolled over (rolling over my brother
> and his friend into the fresh "road apples.) I was
> afraid to look because I thought the weight of the
> horse may have caused serious injuries to by brother
> and his friend. Miraculously, they both got up off
> the ground covered in dirt and the other stuff. I put
> my brother and his friend back on the horse and calmly
> attempted to walk the animal back to within the
> confines of the electric gate. Something happened and
> the horse bolted with my brother and his friend
> hanging on for dear life. The horse ran back to the
> pasture and snapped the electric fence on the way in.
> Now the cattle started coming out. I was yelling for
> my Mom but she could not hear me. I finally caught up
> to my brother and his friend; they were both crying
> their eyes out. As I was trying to steady the horse,
> the animal had another fit. This time it started
> bucking up and down and I could not quell the beast's
> aggressive behavior. Next thing you know the horse
> "bucked" my brother and his friend "off" and the two
> of them landed in the surrounding mud. They got up
> and took off running for the house. Myself and a
> Border Collie then rounded up the cattle.
>
> Ted Baer
> Palo Alto, CA