Ooooh, skull is pretty funky. Followers of the Poppy Blog may remember that I found this old horse head on a ride last summer, resting in a ditch not two feet off Hwy. 24 on the way to Loretto. You can still see the hay in the equine schnozz.
Like a warrior with his prize, I showed off my trophy by securing the skull to my flat bars with a pair of bungee-cords. I considered installing head lights in the eye sockets. Now, THAT would have been weird.