Lunatic Fringe

Ah, the "fringe" ride. Everyone else is at home sulking because the trails are too wet. The weatherman has everyone in such a tizzy that they are considering building an ark. These are the times when the fringe riders appear. They know what others don't. They seem to know the precise instant that the trails are rideable again. This takes a tremendous amount of courage, mind you. These fringe riders are often ridiculed by others. Jealousy and fear makes reasonable people believe that it would be impossible for trails to be dry. I'll always be a fringe rider. That's when the good stuff really takes place. It's on those rides that the trail belongs completely to you. No one else in sight. Where is everyone else? At home, comfy on their couch. They let their significant others and "friends" hypnotize them into believing that the earth couldn't possibly dry out that fast. What they don't know is that the joke's on them. I love those people. Because they stay home, I will always be a "fringy". I wouldn't have it any other way. Where are the rest of you? I know you're out there...