Instant karma, and lost and found

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geolith said:
I want to share what happened over the weekend because I still can't believe the circumstances that brought my lost glove back to me.

On Friday I rode from Lac La Belle down to Greenland and back. Headed north on trail 3 approaching the 124/Vansville Bar intersection in Phoenix I slow down because I see what looks like deer on the trail, well it turns out to be a dog sled team coming from trail 124. The team makes the turn and heads north on 3, and I decide to park at the intersection, and watch the rest of the teams come through. While parked I needed to change into my warmer gloves only to realize that I had lost a glove somewhere along my ride. Thinking back I knew I must have lost my glove all the way down by Twin Lakes, about 60 miles south of the Vansville Bar. I finished my ride, and decided I would post on the forum in case someone may have picked it up.

On Saturday I rode to Copper Harbor, then to Eagle Harbor. Riding through town I see an axe laying in the snow on the trail, and I stop to pick it up. It looks like a nice axe, and I'm sure the owner would want it back. So I head over to the Eagle Harbor Inn, and I give it to the bartender telling her "I found this axe on the snowmobile trail, maybe someone will be looking for it", and I leave.

From there I head over to the Vansville Bar for gas, and here is where it gets really crazy. I sit down at the bar to pay for my gas, and decide to have some water. While enjoying the water, I start having a conversation with the 2 guys sitting next to me, and we start talking about things we have lost and found on the trail. I tell them that "I lost a glove yesterday", and well, they say "we found a glove yesterday". "I lost it down by Twin Lakes", "that's where we found it". We go back and forth and I am certain that they have found my glove, but it's down in Mass City with their buddy, and I can pick it up Sunday morning on my way home.

Saturday night I drove into Calumet, I get out of my truck and cross the street and cross paths with 3 guys carrying helmets. One of them asks "aren't you the guy that turned in the axe this morning in Eagle Harbor?" He then tells me that 10 minutes after I left the Eagle Harbor Inn, a guy camping in the woods went to the bartender to let her know that he had lost his axe. She says a guy just turned this one in, and it's the axe he lost.

On Sunday morning I stopped in Mass City, and picked up the glove, it was in deed the glove I lost.

So I lose my glove, find an axe, turn it in, the owner just happens to go to the bar and retrieve it. I then arrive at the Vansville Bar (where I initially discovered I had lost my glove, 24 hours prior, and 60 miles away), only to coincidentally meet the guys that found my glove.

Sorry for the long post, but this chain of events has truly blown my mind. I hope you found this story interesting, and maybe you have had a similar experience. And also a big thank you to the guys that returned my glove, I hope the good karma comes your way.

"Do onto others, as you would have them do onto you".

George
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dfattack

dfattack

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that is a great story!

I have my own story to share although nowhere close to George's. I left Whitedust and Venturenorth on trail west of Tipler in January after riding with them all day. Forgot the trail number. They headed west and I headed east to my place. I stopped at the Whitetail Inn in Tipler to top off with gas and then headed home. The next day realized I didn't have my Drivers license. I called a few gas stations we stopped at throughout the day and nobody had turned it in. Spent a few more days at the lake before heading home. I head back to my Illinois home thinking I was going to have to go get a replacement license, but when I checked the mail there was a handwritten envelope from Tipler, WI. Sure enough my license was in the envelope with a note saying someone turned it in. It was found by the gas pump. I called the Whitetail and thanked them for sending it to me. He sounded like a great guy and invited me to come back and have a drink on him. Needless to say I was very happy seeing my license knowing I didn't have to go stand in line and get a replacement. Nice people can sure change a day.
 
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