I'm always amazed when I find snails in high places. I think about just how far that climb must been for that little snail; I mean it probably took it all night to slide up my bike. 
And then I wonder about what the snail was looking for. I can't imagine a metal bike frame feels or tastes the same as the stem of a plant. So, what was it after?
Maybe it just wanted a ride down Grand Hill...
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