What people who don't hunt do for Thanksgiving

When I was a kid I did take several trips to the familly farm in Burke County Georgia for quail hunting trips. With the progession of time and the lack of my enthusiasm in keeping with that pastime, along with the current state of the farm being under contract for purchase, doesn't shine the brightest light on the future of such woodsman-like activities. So in a spirit of transition, I have been inclined to pursue other outdoor activites. While the weather is in limbo b/w wakeboarding and snowboarding seasons, I have taken to a new sport of choice... the sport I speak of is Street Luge. So for all of you who were so ainxtiously awaiting a picture of my holiday activites, hopefully this will satisfy that appitite.

Vic in the leathers on the left, your's truly on the right, and Vic's buddy Joe in the middle

So all of you out there that are looking for an exiting substitute to the macho-destructive sport of murdering the poor and the inocent creatures that roam the hills and the plains of this beautifull world we all harmoniously share, and vigorously fight for the life rights of these animals we so blately victmize, well the come on, and hop on a street luge with me... and I'll lead you right off the edge of a mountainside you scraggly haired pencil peckered pansy!

However, if it aint hunting season or you've reached your limit, then gimmie a hollar and I'll show you what it feels like to go 60mph 2 " off the ground... yeah 60! Big Hill indeed.