An Old Goat...

I sneaked out the backdoor and fired up the shovel a few days back..Had that urge to feel some wind..Glide is home and in the number two spot..It's going to have to work real hard at proving itself..Little hot that day but I didn't mind..Told not to ride and that makes even more important to do so..That I need to ride feeling has been missing,,,I needed that feeling to find it's way back..

A couple of hours in to back roads to nowhere I stopped and got some water and backed up to a tree..slide down to enjoy..Had that sensation of something creeping up on me so I slowly turned to look..There stood this poor old ugly mean looking goat..Howdy Mister Goat..what's up..Unlike most goat who are loud and whinny Mister Goat just stood there chilling..It got me thinking..Young goats and old goats,,youth and experience..I betting me and the old goat were noisy and annoying in our youth..Get a little older you find that not saying anything at times is the boldest statement you can make..

So as we sat back and shared a ham and cheese..watched the fish jumping in the pond beside us me and the goat we sorta figured things out..nothing said, nothing lost..just to old goats enjoying a afternoon..As I rode away I got to thinking..you know me and Mister Goat are gonna do this again one day soon...See Ya...