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The first sunny day in the '70s of 2024 awakened a dormant spirit within me, propelling me from a lethargic state to a whirlwind of activity. It all began with a mundane task: a trip to the BMV to register my vehicle. Little did I know, this would kickstart a series of unexpected adventures.
The first sunny day in the '70s of 2024 awakened a dormant spirit within me, propelling me from a lethargic state to a whirlwind of activity. It all began with a mundane task: a trip to the BMV to register my vehicle. Little did I know, this would kickstart a series of unexpected adventures.
My next goal was to retrieve my bike, tucked away in the depths of my Spare Bedroom. However, I soon discovered that installing the bike rack to my Jeep required an adapter, a crucial piece that seemed to have vanished into thin air. My disorganized shed only added to the challenge, with tool boxes scattered haphazardly around the floor.
My next goal was to retrieve my bike, tucked away in the depths of my Spare Bedroom. However, I soon discovered that installing the bike rack to my Jeep required an adapter, a crucial piece that seemed to have vanished into thin air. My disorganized shed only added to the challenge, with tool boxes scattered haphazardly around the floor.
Determined to tackle this chaos, I set out to purchase lumber for a makeshift workbench. But amidst the lumber run, a sudden realization struck - perhaps the elusive adapter lay dormant in the RV, miles away at Crawford's campground. Without hesitation, I embarked on a journey to uncover its whereabouts.
Determined to tackle this chaos, I set out to purchase lumber for a makeshift workbench. But amidst the lumber run, a sudden realization struck - perhaps the elusive adapter lay dormant in the RV, miles away at Crawford's campground. Without hesitation, I embarked on a journey to uncover its whereabouts.
After a fruitless search at the campground, I found myself near my mother's place and decided to pay her a visit.
After a fruitless search at the campground, I found myself near my mother's place and decided to pay her a visit.
Yet, the adapter still eluded me, leading me to the next stop: Home Depot. Armed with hope and a shopping list, I scoured the aisles, only to be met with disappointment when the last adapter for sale had vanished into thin air.
Yet, the adapter still eluded me, leading me to the next stop: Home Depot. Armed with hope and a shopping list, I scoured the aisles, only to be met with disappointment when the last adapter for sale had vanished into thin air.
Defeated but undeterred, I returned home, intending to build my workbench and restore order to my chaotic shed. However, a stroke of luck struck as I recalled the adapter's hiding spot in one of the e-bike's saddlebags.
Defeated but undeterred, I returned home, intending to build my workbench and restore order to my chaotic shed. However, a stroke of luck struck as I recalled the adapter's hiding spot in one of the e-bike's saddlebags.
With renewed vigor, I abandoned the workbench project and focused on installing the bike rack. Yet, my plans were foiled once again by the stubborn rust within the Jeep's receiver. Undeterred, I improvised a solution, enlisting the help of neighbors Jack B Nimble and Billy B Quick.
With renewed vigor, I abandoned the workbench project and focused on installing the bike rack. Yet, my plans were foiled once again by the stubborn rust within the Jeep's receiver. Undeterred, I improvised a solution, enlisting the help of neighbors Jack B Nimble and Billy B Quick.
Placing a block on the end of my extra hitch attachments why not just back up the jeep into a tree and JAM it into the receiver? Two beers down; that did not work. It just laughed at us.
Placing a block on the end of my extra hitch attachments why not just back up the jeep into a tree and JAM it into the receiver? Two beers down; that did not work. It just laughed at us.
By this time Jack B Nimble and Billy B Quick were on a mission... as long as I continued supplying the beer. After all... what self respecting man is not going to rise to the occasion to put his hitch in .... well you know! (Full Transparency ...Jack on the right does not drink...but Bill & I do!)
By this time Jack B Nimble and Billy B Quick were on a mission... as long as I continued supplying the beer. After all... what self respecting man is not going to rise to the occasion to put his hitch in .... well you know! (Full Transparency ...Jack on the right does not drink...but Bill & I do!)
After an hour of grinding, wire-brushing, lubricating and a well used sledge hammer, Success! Many Thanks to good neighbors!
After an hour of grinding, wire-brushing, lubricating and a well used sledge hammer, Success! Many Thanks to good neighbors!
And so, what began as a simple errand spiraled into a day of unexpected twists and turns, proving that sometimes, the journey is far more memorable than the destination.
And so, what began as a simple errand spiraled into a day of unexpected twists and turns, proving that sometimes, the journey is far more memorable than the destination.
Tuesday I go bike riding!
Tuesday I go bike riding!
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