Sunday, May 15, 2011

This is my home...









Yep. This is it. I have to be honest with you, every time I go to a race or away from home, I'd rather be home. I was born here and I grew up here. I am a true Sanpeter, even though I don't farm, or hunt, or 4 wheelin', or any other thing Sanpeters really do, I still fit in just fine. All probably because I was born here, I am the only one in my family that was born in Sanpete and I am probably going to be here forever because I assume I don't fit in anywhere else in the world. I just mentioned that probably ten years ago and I can't think of anywhere else I want to be. I love the towns, the mountains, the people, the farms, and all the animals. The animals and I just get along just great around here. Even a bear didn't attack me, maybe he likes me, I don't know.

In the past while, I was doing a lot of thinking, maybe I don't want to keep doing so many races all the time and not have much time to ride where I "really" want to ride. It's great around here, there's awesome bike trails that were just built and where it is just fun to stay home and ride. I like the peaceful and relaxing environment I have here....and a whole lot of space. Maybe one day, there will be a lot more bike/horse/hiking trails in Ephraim Canyon, we are working on that, talking with IMBA and the Forest Service in the future. Many people around here do have some great ideas on some new trails in some areas in the canyon.

I can't get a job anywhere else but in Sanpete, it's true, most outsiders can't get a job here probably because they are not from Sanpete. I believe that, because we, the Sanpeters really hate city slickers or a person that is not a Sanpeter. When they do move here, all they do is complain. Complaining about how horrible it is here, like there is nothing to do, then they end up leaving. I go, "so long, we don't want you here anyway". Yeah, we get that a lot. We also hate visitors, even during the Manti pageant, LDS church pageant thing, people that come here gets really annoying, and especially college students that go to Snow College, they are just a nightmare. This is our home, and my home. A bunch of hardheaded haigs that know how to really work hard, live hard, and play hard.