We headed out the the "Secret Stash", another area much closer to town with limited access. It's not nearly as great as Potter's, but it's a lot closer for an evening ride. Bob lead the way with CQ and myself close behind.
Bob is truly the tamer of wild beasts. I've seen him crawl on all fours and infiltrate a herd of cattle, carry on a conversation with a flock of turkeys . . .
. . . and almost father wild porcupine offspring.
At the end of the day, no animals or Bobs were injured and the sun set on a great Tuesday in the Secret Stash.
Bob is truly the tamer of wild beasts. I've seen him crawl on all fours and infiltrate a herd of cattle, carry on a conversation with a flock of turkeys . . .
. . . and almost father wild porcupine offspring.
At the end of the day, no animals or Bobs were injured and the sun set on a great Tuesday in the Secret Stash.
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