Attended the BOS meeting last week as they were having a hearing on making a couple of streets in town ATV pass-thru's to connect the rail trails on either side of town. an ATV club is petitioning for it. One of those streets is my street and it would only be for ATVs and during the legal season (which changes every year depending on the mud conditions). And, of course, legal hours per F&G. I'm rather agnostic on the matter. As long as they stay on the street it's fine. No worse than the regular traffic with the spunked up exhausts of cars and trucks, as well as the motorcycles that go thru. I was rather unimpressed by the guy that represented the club as pretty much his prepared presentation was a map showing the corridor. If I were him, I would have had much more to present such as a little background and the approvals they have from the towns on the connecting sides. Also, would have gone over some of the other routes they had proposed to the town and the reasons those were not carried forth with. Instead, everyone had to ask questions to get any information. At the same time, it was clear that he wasn't a smooser, just a regular guy who probably wasn't comfortable facing the 20 or so people that lived along that route that weren't all on the same page.
The thing about this all is that I'm a fellow ATV enthusiast, have several of my own, including some with loud pipes, but nothing to the level of this neighbors new bike! And I would never spend hours on end rattling everyone's windows in the neighborhood either (these people really don't have anywhere to ride, so they are on the road, a walking trail (illegal) and back a field access driveway for the farm they live in front of (their house is a rental) back n forth over this same area, for hours on end, bouncing the engine off the rev limiter! I grew up in the neighborhood, and know all the neighbors (except these people, since they are relatively new) and I guarantee you, we aren't the only ones annoyed...
One big problem is that many get annoyed but then only complain to their friends and neighbors. To do something they must go to authorities who have some power to put an end to it. Trouble is, so many "don't want to get involved." When I was on the township board I then learned some would but they would do it only with a phone call so they didn't have to show their face. Frustrating indeed. Then to top it off, if only one person makes contact, it becomes a non-problem because there is only 1 person complaining.
Understood...if it continues on I have no problem talking with the other neighbors and raising a stink with either the sheriff, or the landlord, who probably knows nothing about it at this point...I know they've thrown riff raff types out before (and this bunch seems to be of that definition)
I went to the gravel pit yesterday morning to get a load of rock to put in a landscape bed. I told the lady at the scale I wanted 5,000lbs. She radio'd back to "Dale" and told me where to go. Dale showed up in the roughest looking and roughest sounding wheel loader you can imagine. It had to be one bucket shake away from death. He got a load of rock and sprinkled it on the trailer. I went back on the scale and netted 4,880 lbs of rock. Looked like a 4 yard bucket and he was only about 1 wheelbarrow load short, and I would bet you any amount of money that POS loader didn't have scales on it. Good operaters are amazing.
Rough day here...tree trimmers showed up to take 5-6 wrong way leaning oak trees down next to the power lines at work...told them we wanted the wood, but they pretty much chipped the top half of the 2 trees that they got down between the rain drops...I couldn't bear to watch...they chipped at least a cord of primo limb firewood...like branches 10' long and 8" diameter!
Ordered some parts on ebay they other day, from Grand Rapids, so I'd think shipping should be quick, no? Well I looked yesterday and it was in some lil burg outside Chitcago...hmm, that's in the wrong direction, but hey, whatever. Looked today and it has now went right past me, and is near Harrisburg PA! I really don't get how the USPS operates!? Not very well obviously!
I ordered live fish that were accidentally shipped to 97070 in California. Years ago Husband's Grandma mailed me some piano sheet music, it never came...til 3 months later! Sometimes USPS is a crap shoot. No Wait! There's more. I posted a wanted ad on the local chicken on FB several weeks ago. A gal answered, said there was a sale in Colorado, I thanked her and declined. Next thing she's messaging me all the time like I'm her best friend and said she bought some for me I can have for free. Then I figured out she lives 3 hours north of me. It keeps going, WWW calls her my chicken stalker. Anyway we both ordered a chicken supplement from Ebay and seller switched our orders, hers is here in my post office and mine is lost in the USPS somewhere
And Judy still gets lots of mail... Many days she gets more that I do. Well, its nice to know there are others who remember.
Grrrr. I guess you needed to be wayyyyy more specific. That would've had me headed over there to inform them that you wanted to but the stuff down to say 4" or so.
