Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The Road Home

It was painful to crawl out from underneath our shelters the next morning. We set up camp with the Minnesota Crew in the woods behind the bar. While packing up for the journey home constant reminders of what made our heads hurt so bad were strewn about. Brian acted like the little kid that wouldn't wake up for school and Hans Solo was gone without a trace. The sun was not kind enough to throw its rays at our backs but the rain was kind enough to only remind us it was there and could take us out at any minute.

camp

why set up a tent when you can just wrap up in it.

Absinthe melted the stars into green fairies of the night


Eugene looking ready to roll


Eugene had only a handful miles on this bike before we left.... the bugs were worked out along the way. This was a common sight but he always had his shit under control.

Dead Short

Full Bellies

Riders On The Storm

Searching



10 comments:

said...

Custom makes all things easy~~加油哦.............................................

Mitch said...

Right on. fuck that was fun.

cro said...

This is good shit!

burrito said...

common site, COMMON SITE??!??!!@# IM TRYING MY BEST JOSH

Kid Kurpius said...

Eugene.... I meant it in a good way. It was the bike's first ride.... of course it would have bugs to work out. You had it under control..... didn't bitch, cry or even need help... just took care of it. I was proud of you.

burrito said...

i cried on the inside, a lot.

max schaaf said...

looks like good times.
thanks for the photos.

Jeff Wright said...

Nice!

STANDARD said...

I ENVY YOU GUYS.
WOULD LOVE TO PICK UP AND GO LIKE THIS!

GREEN EYES FOR SURE!

Beaner said...

Damn I wish I was there. Irish Rich filled me in on some of the details on what I missed out on.