ojibweindian
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What a weekend.
All day Saturday, there were two young men riding ATVs on the rural road where I live. They were driving a bit fast, but since my grandchildren and children were away for the weekend, I had no problems.
Later on, roughly 9:30 PM, my wife was getting a bit annoyed. She was wanting to go to bed, but found that difficult because the two men were still riding. During the day, the sound of a racing ATV engine isn't too terribly distracting. At bedtime, it's downright infuriating.
Anyway, she goes to the edge of the road, flags one of the men down, and asks them to please stop as it's late, she's got to get up early, and there are others who work weekends also needing to sleep.
She gets a bit of guff (a few wisecracks), but they stop.
Well, they stopped till about 11:00 PM, anyways. I went to bed at 10:30. At 11:00, my wife and I hear those ATV engines straining again. We're tossing and turning for about an hour, praying that they'll stop racing around the area. After an hour, there's no let-up, and my wife and I were fed up.
So, I get out of my PJs and put on a pair of jeans and an untucked T-Shirt. I always carry while around the house (actually, I carry just about everywhere), so I place my pistol in the holster already on my belt, then covered the pistol and holster with the shirt tail. Before going outside, I told my wife to call the sherrif's department and tell them about the noisy ATVs.
I went outside, and shouted to get the attention of the riders (the noise of the ATVs required this for me to be heard). Apparently, one of the men took umbrage.
He ran up to the edge of the road and began screaming at me. I yelled back, telling him that it was too late at night for such riding, and that the sherrif's department had been notified about the noise. That made things worse.
The man started ranting about me ruining their party and while doing so, started to make threats, beating on his chest, and gesticulating wildly. I told him that he and his friend needed to go home (both were not residents of the area) before the deputies got there. He continued blustering.
While he was doing this, I noticed his friend trying to sneak up on me from the shadows of some trees about 40' away and to my left. When I saw that, I retrieved my pistol from its holster and told him to "back the **** off right now". Fortunately, he did. There was about another 20 seconds of trying to tell both men to go home then I slowly, while facing the both of them, went back into the house to await the deputies. While I was slowly backing off, the two men were shouting from the street to come back so that they could show me how real men "kick ***".
I wanted none of that (just wanted to go to sleep), and fortunately, the two men returned to their host's house down the road. When the deputies arrived, my wife and I gave them a synopsis of events and a description of the two men. The deputies then went to the house the men were at to ascertain what happened. Apparently, there was a party a few houses down, the two men had been heavily drinking, and the occupants of the house, once they learned the sherrif's department had been called, quickly took their two guests home before the deputies arrived.
The deputies came back to my house, told my wife and I that things should be a lot calmer for the rest of the night. We thanked them for coming out, offered some coffee and when the deputies left, returned to bed. And true to their word, the sound of screaming ATVs was pleasantly absent for the rest of the night.
All day Saturday, there were two young men riding ATVs on the rural road where I live. They were driving a bit fast, but since my grandchildren and children were away for the weekend, I had no problems.
Later on, roughly 9:30 PM, my wife was getting a bit annoyed. She was wanting to go to bed, but found that difficult because the two men were still riding. During the day, the sound of a racing ATV engine isn't too terribly distracting. At bedtime, it's downright infuriating.
Anyway, she goes to the edge of the road, flags one of the men down, and asks them to please stop as it's late, she's got to get up early, and there are others who work weekends also needing to sleep.
She gets a bit of guff (a few wisecracks), but they stop.
Well, they stopped till about 11:00 PM, anyways. I went to bed at 10:30. At 11:00, my wife and I hear those ATV engines straining again. We're tossing and turning for about an hour, praying that they'll stop racing around the area. After an hour, there's no let-up, and my wife and I were fed up.
So, I get out of my PJs and put on a pair of jeans and an untucked T-Shirt. I always carry while around the house (actually, I carry just about everywhere), so I place my pistol in the holster already on my belt, then covered the pistol and holster with the shirt tail. Before going outside, I told my wife to call the sherrif's department and tell them about the noisy ATVs.
I went outside, and shouted to get the attention of the riders (the noise of the ATVs required this for me to be heard). Apparently, one of the men took umbrage.
He ran up to the edge of the road and began screaming at me. I yelled back, telling him that it was too late at night for such riding, and that the sherrif's department had been notified about the noise. That made things worse.
The man started ranting about me ruining their party and while doing so, started to make threats, beating on his chest, and gesticulating wildly. I told him that he and his friend needed to go home (both were not residents of the area) before the deputies got there. He continued blustering.
While he was doing this, I noticed his friend trying to sneak up on me from the shadows of some trees about 40' away and to my left. When I saw that, I retrieved my pistol from its holster and told him to "back the **** off right now". Fortunately, he did. There was about another 20 seconds of trying to tell both men to go home then I slowly, while facing the both of them, went back into the house to await the deputies. While I was slowly backing off, the two men were shouting from the street to come back so that they could show me how real men "kick ***".
I wanted none of that (just wanted to go to sleep), and fortunately, the two men returned to their host's house down the road. When the deputies arrived, my wife and I gave them a synopsis of events and a description of the two men. The deputies then went to the house the men were at to ascertain what happened. Apparently, there was a party a few houses down, the two men had been heavily drinking, and the occupants of the house, once they learned the sherrif's department had been called, quickly took their two guests home before the deputies arrived.
The deputies came back to my house, told my wife and I that things should be a lot calmer for the rest of the night. We thanked them for coming out, offered some coffee and when the deputies left, returned to bed. And true to their word, the sound of screaming ATVs was pleasantly absent for the rest of the night.
