... now the challenge of extracting some nearly impossible to reach (and expected to be a bit seized) engine bay fastener bolts for repair...
... not bragging, but we have a heck of a perfect (nearly half century) streak of gettin' ourselves out of backwoods jams that include busted bikes, ruptured rubber rafts, snapped skis, mirings in muck, torn tendons, broken bones, wasp attacks, one venomous snake bite, two hard ground falls, three near drownings, two pissed mother black bears with cubs - not to mention "gettin' confused" on occasion... probably should have not mentioned any of this as we now have just possibly jinxed all our good luck...
... one favorite episode was when we were a good ways "back in" ridin' MTB's with our buddy 'Professor Howie' when he snapped a seat fastener bolt on his ride... we had no replacement and the prospect of continuing the route ahead (or behind) - several miles of extremely rugged terrain - was a bit grim if having to stand the entire distance... we knew that a local timber company was engaged in some forest clearing a short distance from our route so we took a ride over to see if they could provide any assistance in the form of spare bolts... it was the weekend and the crew was off, but there was heavy machinery about... we walked over to the nearest log skidder, opened the door, and believe it or not there sits a coffee can full of bolts of numerous shape and size! - we found a near exact match for the broken bolt and continued on our way... to this day that same bolt is fastening his seat to the post...
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