Monday, September 22, 2008

Wild Life in FSJ

While I was in Fort St John, I continued my training for my upcoming half marathon in Banff. I did a run 18 km on the x-c ski trails. It's the farthest I've ever gone on a training run on my own, so I was worried that I'd be really bored..... but here's what happened:
I was running along, and could see a shape on the trail ahead.... thought it was a white tailed deer. But looked a little closer and realised it was a white tailed buck!!!! Yup, indeedy, coitus interruptus, 2 people shagging in a little patch of sunshine on the trail. Too funny! I was like, "Ummm, hey guys, I'm just gonna run on by."

[I wasn't going to talk about this, but every time I tell the story, someone says, "Well, what did they do?"]
So....
As soon as they heard me, he SPROINGed off her, yanked up his drawers, sat beside her, and pulled his hat down to cover his whole face.
She did nothing. She just closed her knees (errmm, thank you), and covered her face with her hands.
As I ran by, literally about 3 feet from them, I said, "Hey, just to warn you, I'm running laps here. I'll be coming by 2 more times."
She was like, "Umm, yah. We're. Done."

I got about 100 m away, and they were just shouting, "AAAHHHHHH!!! OH MY GOD!! HOLY CRAP!! AAARRCCCHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Kept me entertained for many km's!

1 comment:

husband of SM said...

This brings back memories of being a young buck myself......a warm July night down by the lake in campsite #57......the next morning at the coin showers an older lady exclaimed to my partner "OH! you're from #57!"I returned to the campsite in time to watch my sweetheart chuck the gear into the back of the pickup in less than 30 seconds and tell me that we were leaving NOW.
signed,
Cougared on Vancouver Island