Wake n Bake, Nothing Better!

raratt

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Short story from back in the day. I used to ride down out of the mountains into Chico to party on the weekends. College town, plenty of willing young women. Anyway I'm headed back home all hung over on Sun afternoon and it is drizzling in the valley and cold. I get up to Paradise and there are cars with snow on them, thought they were coming down from higher altitudes but a couple turns above town it was snowing. I did some construction work for the sheriff up there that summer and he was stopping people to have them put chains on, he looked at me and shook his head when I waved and rode passed him. I had just joined the volunteer fire department so I pulled into the station a few miles up the road. They gave me some coffee and I was trying to figure out what to do next and my neighbor showed up there. We put my bike in the side of the engine bay and he gave me a ride home in his 4X4. Got in and he said I looked cold and handed me a bottle of schnapps. He was playing in the snow that was plowed up with his truck on the way home. Went back a few days later when the snow was off the road and got my bike and brought it home. Good times.
 

Laughing Grass

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Short story from back in the day. I used to ride down out of the mountains into Chico to party on the weekends. College town, plenty of willing young women. Anyway I'm headed back home all hung over on Sun afternoon and it is drizzling in the valley and cold. I get up to Paradise and there are cars with snow on them, thought they were coming down from higher altitudes but a couple turns above town it was snowing. I did some construction work for the sheriff up there that summer and he was stopping people to have them put chains on, he looked at me and shook his head when I waved and rode passed him. I had just joined the volunteer fire department so I pulled into the station a few miles up the road. They gave me some coffee and I was trying to figure out what to do next and my neighbor showed up there. We put my bike in the side of the engine bay and he gave me a ride home in his 4X4. Got in and he said I looked cold and handed me a bottle of schnapps. He was playing in the snow that was plowed up with his truck on the way home. Went back a few days later when the snow was off the road and got my bike and brought it home. Good times.
So you chickened out? Raratt!
 

Laughing Grass

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