for the common good

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I went out this morning after roe deer, from a high seat. Very cold, nothing seen, except a few bikers in the distance making strange movements where they should have been biking nicely along.

Didn't think much of it, as it had nothing to do with me. They had no clue I was there in my little treehouse

Now, took the car for a spin this afternoon, in the vague hope of spotting the elusive deer. By accident I happened on the track the bikers were using this morning, and it came clear: they had to get off their bikes in the middle of a mud pool to lift the bike over a fallen tree.
So I decided to use the terrano and my tow strap to move the tree along

No witnesses unfortunately. Would have given us rough shooters a better name.