Running with the cows...
My normal weekend ride from my gated out in the country community, which is far enough out of town to still get real waves from the locals, I encounter a lot of livestock. No I don't mean cow's wearing yellow hoof bands, real live farm animals that are bound for a dinner table somewhere. Maybe not as the main course, but on the damn table somewhere. Many times by just crossing a cattle guard (cg), I will be suddenly surrounded by dozens of cows... just standing there chewing away at their cuds... this Sunday was just slightly different. When I crossed over the cg this time, 2 cows on either side of the road started to run along with me. Most times the ‘bbrrraaaaapptt’ over the cg will cause the ones close by to scatter, but why were these 2 marking me? Had they been planning an attack all this time? Did the hair on my legs make me look slower than the rest and easy pickings for a cow sandwich? I quickly calculated each cow’s trajectory in my head and realized I had 3 seconds to impact. I yelled “I had sushi last night!!” hoping to slow them down and gassed it…. As I looked back the sad cows were standing nose to nose blocking the whole road… as if to say “You win this time, but we’ll be ready for you when you return”I may have to rethink my route next time…
posted by the jesus @ 12:52 PM
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