I have had this looking at me for a few days. The pic quality is not good, but that is a fence post in a bigger than average concrete ball.
I seemed to hear it taunting me, “You got me this far, now what will you do?” I talked with a couple of fellows at work and they both suggested taking a maul to it. One of them said, “Eight or nine blows ought to do it.”
Well, I got the maul out and it took more than eight or nine whacks. But eventually, after hitting the sweet spot about ten times, it slowly started to come apart. I was very thankful that this is what it looks like now.
On the Play side of the weekend, Jan and I were able to get out to Strafford for a real good ride. She had undergone another bike fit with Sheryl, her spin instructor, and the results were like night and day.
Our turning point was at Mickey Dees where we saw someone else out for the morning.
The radiator cap reminded me of some fountain in Europe [Belgium?]
When out on these rides, we take it easy. This freedom on two wheels lets us stop to take care of local wildlife. This turtle is the third one this season to be assisted across the road.
The blossoms were just starting to fall on this bridal spirea.
We ended up with thirty miles and Jan now feels like a new person in the bike.
The final bit of play on Saturday was at Ken’s daughter’s high school graduation party at their home south of Rogersville. They live next to the Finley River and Ken and his brothers and friends love four-wheeling.
Ken took Jan for a spin and she enjoyed going across the fields at 50+ mph.Stay happy,