Rinsed the winter off Arpok this weekend. It was kind of groady.
I decided I needed to cook my birthday steak on the fire pit yesterday but had no firewood. Mrs. C says the BP on the other side of town sells it. So, head out on Arpok to get some. I'm expecting an armload of wood, but no, it's a big ol' gunny sack full of split oak that weighs around 90lbs. I wrestle Sak O Wood into the sidecar and head home.
After the adventure of getting that Sak O Wood into the sidecar, I knew damn well I wasn't carrying that thing to the fire pit. I rode through the yard and stopped next to the fire pit to unload.
Steak was perfect.