The Rescue

 When you've been in seclusion for 22 months, just about anything is entertaining.  Today we only had to look out the window.  Our neighbor up the hill has been working on his 'dirt bike' motorcycle for well over a year.  Always sounds terrible and it usually has a hard time getting it back UP our hill when he drives it down ~ sputters and backfires.

 It is getting worse.  Now it couldn't make it DOWN the hill without dying on him.  When he tried coasting down and popping the clutch... sputter, sputter, sputter.

 After a bit of him messing with a fairly silent bike, I hear the sound of a tractor driving down the hill and saw this...

 

...he had called his brother to come down and rescue him!!