Thursday, October 11, 2007

Speaking of log crossings

I was riding along a little ahead and you know that sound that is kinda like a scream but, with the sound of the air being forced out of ya. Well, I think that is what I heard, but she was out of sight. I turned around to find my darlin' Babycakes on her back and facing the wrong way on the trail. She got a few bruises, a little blood, and a sore neck after her acrobatic face plant, but all her teeth are intact and no stick punctures. It gave me that parent panic. She's pretty tough.

2 comments:

Squirrel said...

Purdy tough and still smileing:) Here's too good women!

Peace

the rev said...

Take it from me,
Cuts & bruises Rock!
Keep up the good work