A tree fell across one of our favorite riding trails a few months ago,
so we built a bridge over it to make it more fun to ride or walk over. When we came back two days later, the bridge was torn apart and tossed into the blackberry-infested ditch. So we drug it out, put it back together, and rode it while we could. The dorks who tore it down will probably get their chuckles all over again, but with a little luck, I will catch them in the act and...uhhh...laugh along with them.
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It never fails...you do something nice, and someone comes behind you to destroy it for all.
Time to break out the chainsaw.
I say we go riding there today at 5:30 before the rain sets in tomorrow.
nothing like a sticky booby trap...
Did someone get their booby trapped in our bridge and not take a picture!?
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