Mr. Coffee
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- A Demented Corner of the North Cascades
This happened about two weeks ago now. I'm still processing it and can't really believe it happened.
Anyway, there are some pretty well-known mountain bike routes where I live, and one alternate to those routes passes through my property on the way to more interesting destinations. I don't really have a problem with that and most people riding here are extremely courteous. There are several well-established trailheads and most people park there. However, sometimes some fool gets the bright idea to ride up my road and save themselves a thousand feet of elevation gain.
Well, one sunny Saturday afternoon I found a car parked on the access road near my house, in close proximity to the trail. No big deal. Some time later there was a knock on my door, followed by considerable barking of dogs at this unexpected intrusion. So when I get to the door there is a self-important woman (probably in her late thirties) and a boy of about six or seven, both in biker garb. The following conversation ensures:
Lady: We need water.
Me: There is a faucet outside just to your right as you walk up the driveway.
Lady: No, we need inside water.
Me: This is my home and I don't know you. You are not welcome in my home.
Lady: My boy is extremely dehydrated and must have water.
Me: There is a faucet right outside just to your right...
Lady: GIVE US WATER!
Me: Please leave. Now.
And I close the door. So she gives me a dirty look and stalks away with her kid. I think that is the end of it. But noooo. About five minutes later I hear a door slam downstairs and the dogs all start barking. I go downstairs to investigate and find these two people inside my home. I yell, "What the hell!" and they both freeze for a fraction of a second, and then the kids run out the door closely followed by his mother. A few minutes later I hear their car start up and head down the hill.
Some people.
Anyway, there are some pretty well-known mountain bike routes where I live, and one alternate to those routes passes through my property on the way to more interesting destinations. I don't really have a problem with that and most people riding here are extremely courteous. There are several well-established trailheads and most people park there. However, sometimes some fool gets the bright idea to ride up my road and save themselves a thousand feet of elevation gain.
Well, one sunny Saturday afternoon I found a car parked on the access road near my house, in close proximity to the trail. No big deal. Some time later there was a knock on my door, followed by considerable barking of dogs at this unexpected intrusion. So when I get to the door there is a self-important woman (probably in her late thirties) and a boy of about six or seven, both in biker garb. The following conversation ensures:
Lady: We need water.
Me: There is a faucet outside just to your right as you walk up the driveway.
Lady: No, we need inside water.
Me: This is my home and I don't know you. You are not welcome in my home.
Lady: My boy is extremely dehydrated and must have water.
Me: There is a faucet right outside just to your right...
Lady: GIVE US WATER!
Me: Please leave. Now.
And I close the door. So she gives me a dirty look and stalks away with her kid. I think that is the end of it. But noooo. About five minutes later I hear a door slam downstairs and the dogs all start barking. I go downstairs to investigate and find these two people inside my home. I yell, "What the hell!" and they both freeze for a fraction of a second, and then the kids run out the door closely followed by his mother. A few minutes later I hear their car start up and head down the hill.
Some people.
