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Wednesday Jul 5, 2017 #
12 PM
mountain biking 1:03:15 8.62 mi (7:20 / mi) +1043ft 6:35 / mi
ahr:119 max:143 weight:137.5lbs
A little more exploring of back roads and old woods roads, this time NW of Quabbin. Feeling pretty weary (had already been on my feet all morning), so midway through the ride when the time came to decide among various route options, it was an easy choice to take the shortest and easiest route back to the car.
Had two interactions with the cops prior to the start. I had parked just off of 202, both legal and safely out of the way, and I was feeling in no hurry to get going. Town (New Salem) cop pulls up, what I assume is a standard question -- "Everything OK?" Told him I was going out on my mountain bike in a few minutes, we chatted a bit, he was friendly and in a little bit he headed off.
A couple of minutes later a cop car pulls in a little ways behind me. At first I thought it was the same guy, just setting up to run radar, but then I noticed it was a state cop. I got out to get my bike out of the back, he got out, asked if that was my car. Huh?
I said it was. He said something about it being registered to a woman. I said it was registered to me and my wife, said maybe it was her name first, thought for a moment and said, no, my name is first. He quickly seemed to lose interest, in process letting on that they were looking for someone. I guess maybe whatever description he had of the fellow they were looking for did not include the trifecta of old, short, and thin.
Then I figured it was my turn to get to ask questions -- who are you looking for. He mumbled. Well, you looking for someone who's done something bad, or someone who's missing? He wouldn't say. What he would say is something like -- "There are a lot of bad people out there." To which I responded something like -- "Well, if I worried about that I'd never leave home and the next thing you know I'd be dead. I'd rather get out and do something."
Well, be careful, he said. To which I responded that I was more worried about the bears, and I really wasn't very worried about them.
And I think at that point he figured he was wasting his time with me and he got back in his car and drove off. And I had a nice smile on my face. :-)
Had two interactions with the cops prior to the start. I had parked just off of 202, both legal and safely out of the way, and I was feeling in no hurry to get going. Town (New Salem) cop pulls up, what I assume is a standard question -- "Everything OK?" Told him I was going out on my mountain bike in a few minutes, we chatted a bit, he was friendly and in a little bit he headed off.
A couple of minutes later a cop car pulls in a little ways behind me. At first I thought it was the same guy, just setting up to run radar, but then I noticed it was a state cop. I got out to get my bike out of the back, he got out, asked if that was my car. Huh?
I said it was. He said something about it being registered to a woman. I said it was registered to me and my wife, said maybe it was her name first, thought for a moment and said, no, my name is first. He quickly seemed to lose interest, in process letting on that they were looking for someone. I guess maybe whatever description he had of the fellow they were looking for did not include the trifecta of old, short, and thin.
Then I figured it was my turn to get to ask questions -- who are you looking for. He mumbled. Well, you looking for someone who's done something bad, or someone who's missing? He wouldn't say. What he would say is something like -- "There are a lot of bad people out there." To which I responded something like -- "Well, if I worried about that I'd never leave home and the next thing you know I'd be dead. I'd rather get out and do something."
Well, be careful, he said. To which I responded that I was more worried about the bears, and I really wasn't very worried about them.
And I think at that point he figured he was wasting his time with me and he got back in his car and drove off. And I had a nice smile on my face. :-)