This could've been today's headline!
As I'm climbing up Sullivan fireroad, passing miles of tinder dry brush, I smelled a cigar... just like the one I smelled at the Nike overlook a few days earlier. Up ahead, I see a another mountain biker -- I knew it had to be the same guy. I'm shocked as I see him toss it on to the fireroad!
I stopped at the blunt as he turns around...
aosty: Are you smoking a cigar?
aosty: Did you just toss this on the ground? You realize there is serious danger of fire around here.
cigarboy: Yes, that's why I turned around to put it out.
impy: Are you done with this? *pointing at still burning cigar on ground*
cigaryboy: Yes, I have water to put it out.
impy: *squirts water*
aosty: Did you put out the lit ashes you sprinkled along your ride?
cigarboy: *no answer* *stomps on remains*
aosty: *repeats* Did you put out the lit ashes you sprinkled along your ride?
aosty: Are you going to leave that here? *points at label*
cigarboy: I usually do.
aosty: *stare* Well, not today... I think you should pick it up.
cigarboy: *picks up pieces*
aosty: *lectures on danger of burning embers/ashes and littering*
cigarboy: *reluctantly* You're right.
I have no doubt he's going to continue puffing on the trail ..... if you see this guy, please do your part to educate him!
Cigarboy is a big swarthy guy on a silver Giant Trance.
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