Monday, April 30, 2007

American River Bike Trail Sitings

Today around 10:30 AM I was heading south on bike trail just above Rossmoor entrance, coming around a curve and looked over to my right. An old Russian woman, could have been in her 60’s, wearing a scarf and a dress was standing in the grass about 20 feet from the trail, pulling up her underwear as if she just finished taking a leak and glanced around to see if anyone was looking. Duh! Of course people are going to see you lady. Can’t you at least go behind of tree? I mean, geez Louise! What the hell is going on with these old Russian women? Is life that primitive in the mother Russia? If anyone has a clue, please post a comment.
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