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>oh yeah
>I still have to go get the bike
>the next day I just day drink because bike is up mountain and I hate hiking and legs are still torched
>on the second day I decide to drive to the top of the mountain and hike down to the bike and ride it out since this will be easier.
>start hiking and it’s defiantly longer than I thought about 1+1/2 mile from I cross a forest road
>god damnit
>had I kept going I could have had someone pick me up in a 4x4
>get to the bike
>do a quick safety check and it’s rideable
>about this time a rescue helicopter with the cage and everything fly right up to me like they knew the location of the bike
>pretty sure someone called it in lol
>there were people shuttling the mountain that day
>made sure not to wave so they didn’t think I needed rescue
>they hang out for a minute before flying away
>dad meets me at bottom to take me back to get my truck
>my dad takes me up the road I was near laughing the entire time
>nobody in the state know the forest roads like him
> thinks it’s hilarious
>it kinda is
> end the whole ordeal with a good memory with my dad
