Agent snuggles

I am agent ‘Snuggles’. Of course that is not my real name but my code name for operation ‘ambush’. My duty was simple … to deliver ‘a package’. But what happened was the package delivered me. And like all good agents I adapted and came through. I am laying in bed now recovering while the ‘ambush’ is going on upstairs.

It started early this morning with an ultra ride and ended, almost, with me laying on the trail in the Rattelsnake.

“Just give it up, forget the 5 hour time limit. LETS JUST GO HOME. Your sick. Can’t you see”

And I couldn’t see. My head was splitting open. “No no, we must wait until 1pm to return”.

I had been through hell riding Jumbo Saddle, Kim Williams, Town, Grant Creek, and finally up and over Ravine. And now I could barely move.

Then riding back home with what seemed borrowed energy I delivered the ‘package’. Actually the ‘package’ leading me, swirling with pain, … home.

“S U P R I S E”