Lost & Found

Went through some pics today and found this great pic of my old long bike from 4 or 5 years ago. It was taken at the first Wild Ride out in WI. This thing was really fucking gnarly in every way. Not too many folks ever saw it and that’s totally my fault. Aside from stuff in my hometown, I don’t go to a lot of shows. The idea of looking at bikes all day just isn’t all that appealing to me. Even worse, the thoughts of sitting behind a booth sounds like my own personal slice of hell. Instead, a couple times a year I ride an obscene distance and sleep along the roadside with a couple good friends. Different strokes is all.