I imagine I’ll get the dander up of a few readers here, but here’s my beef. I love the peace and quiet of the river, the Croix in particular, launching out of William O’Brien. The sights and sounds of nature make me feel a million miles away. Til the steel horses roll by. And keep rolling down the road. They get further and further away and I can still hear them. It’s hard to believe how far away some of these rigs can be and I still have to hear them. I realize I’m in a river valley so I’m going to hear them longer.
I’m all for bikes and have been riding for the past 14 years. I’m also respectful of my neighbors and won’t wake up at 6 a.m. to mow the lawn or blast my stereo through the night. I’m all for the freedom to ride (with or without a helmet) and freedom of expression, but when you express yourself so loudly… I guess I fail to see the point. It seems rude. I’m also two-faced here and have a two stroke instead of a four on my boat so I’m not saying I’m perfect by any means. I’m just looking to vent and I guess to hear what those of you who’ve knocked the baffles out of your pipes think of my complaint, or if anyone else here sympathizes with me. I almost put a little crying graemlin here cause I feel like a whiner and probably ought to hike my skirt up a little, but dig, dag, dog, even the croak of a blue heron is preferable.