Re: True story.......honest!
Uh....Brian, that was me and Kyron. I was Bigfoot, didn't say anything cause it's real hard to breathe in that costume. After Kyron helped you up and seen that you were ok we had to bail.....we were parachuting into Las Vegas.
I know, I know, what were we doing in the woods in Washington? Well....here we are driving along; Kyron just will not take any directions, and now we're way the hell out of our way. All of a sudden, I got to go, and I mean I got to go BAD[img]/wwwthreads_images/icons/frown.gif[/img]. We can't stop at a public place, do you know the stares you get when wearing a sasquatch costume? (which...by the way, is a whole other story) You end up scaring the kids, disrupting peoples meals....blah, blah, blah.
SO....he's driving along looking for a spot to pull over. I've got my hairy legs crossed and I'm prairie doggin' it big time. Finally, he pulls over, I grab a handfull of Burger King knapkins and head for the bush. Being kind of shy I head in a little too far; do my buisness, now where the hell am I? So Kyron waits a half hour then comes in after me. "Steve, where is your big hairy butt...uh, huh, huh....!"
Wandered for hours, got shot at, the King got crap on his blue suede shoes.....and thats how we ended up at the trail just as you endoed! (small world) Nice bike by the way, but you still need to get a haircut.