The End of an Era

Art has put his dirt bike up for sale. It's a sad affair as Art has had many good times and close races with that bike. But don't worry, he's not selling it because he is 'maturing' or 'getting too old'. No, he is going to buy a newer and better bike that is 'better for the environment' (that's the excuse he gives me in the hopes that I will go along with this idea). There is a part of our hay field that consistently makes bad hay- it's pretty shaded so the grass doesn't dry well. He's decided that someday he is going to make that into a small dirt bike track. I gave him the OK because I would rather him ride his bike here where I can easily get to him when (oops, I mean 'if') he falls and hurts himself and also so he doesn't feel bad when (oops, again I mean 'if') he can't keep up with the young kids.