Use caution in the baby zombie grave yard

zombie baby heads, tossed about everywhere

We drove to the lake.

When I got out of the car to unlock the gate, my mom called down from my Nanny’s house.

Hi Jimmmmeee!

Hi Mom. Going to ride around the lake. We’ll be home by dark.

It was early. By dark was a long ways off. I don’t know if either my mom or me were less aware of what would take place over the next ten hours.

And?

Since I told my mom that I was engaging in this madness, I had to complete this madness.¹

This, despite the fact that I neither felt nor believed myself to be ready. I had merely decided that today was the day. I’d listen to Zeke.

You can never be ready for something like this. There comes a time when you just need to say ‘screw it’ and go. For you a hundred k ride is impossible. The only way to make it possible is to do it.

We had prepped the bikes and were ready to ride.

I wasn’t ready.

The sun was pounding. I needed sunscreen.

You putting that jacket in the car?

I froze. What was I missing?

It’s warm now. But when the sun gets low around five o’clock, you might…