Riding the BIG G....Ganaraska Forest...Oct 15th

Wasnt sure if a ride was in the cards for this day. Weather was 50/50 with fortunately Buffalo getting the snow. We just received the winds and zero temp. Sue of the Ganaraska Freewheelers gave me a shout about riding the Ganaraska Forest trails today. I get tingles all over thinking about those trails. An absolute cardio workout like nothing else here in southern Ontario. And the Freewheelers are a great, out-for-fun crew that are 2nd to no one in the cardio dept. I have the best time riding with them.
So I grabbed Alp Boy and his pumpkin pie and off we headed east past Oshawa to God's Land. Of course I had to navigate through the barricades erected for the Toronto Marathon. 10,000 strong, gasping along Toronto's pothole infested streets. Less people riding at the Big G!
Actually was a super day for riding....temp was about 14c which I appreciated cuz there is nothing like sucking in fresh cool air when the group is doing a lung buster pace! We only rode for about 2 hours due to commitments I had and Alp Boy's knee acting up. But what a great 2hrs it was. I just love riding the trails at the Big G and strongly urge everyone to give the place a go....but take a map and compass. Very very easy to get lost.
Once home I started to clean the car and that's when I noticed the racoon. Obviously he was sick. Not sure if he was rabid but I wasn't about to get close and find out. He was going through his death agony in my driveway which I found kinda imposing of him. So I called Animal Control to get this guy packing. After the call I returned to the driveway and my car at which time Rocky the racoon decides he doesnt want to die and exhibits a personality that can only be described as .....alive. Upon seeing me he also decides that I am now his new best friend and decides to waddle over to me with the stagger of a drunk. For some reason I thought being in the car...(hiding?)....was the best plan and once inside the racoon thought it best just to lie there at my door and wait for me like an obediant puppy. Soon enough, Animal Control arrived and took ol' Rocky away. I can only hope his remaining hours are of little pain. But now my car wont start. Oh sure....washing the engine with water isnt the smartest but do you think Rocky did something with the wiring?