Eight dudes on the stage. All dressed almost exactly the same, spewing the same old BS
December 15, still riding my dirt bike in the woods, unreal.
Heading to Baja soon, without the big bike this year, sad. Trying to come up with a big bike trip for next spring...
How is it the deer know when hunting season starts and finishes? We see them all summer long, then they disappear, saw three in the yard yesterday.
It's tough not buying the grandkids piles of stuff for Christmas, trying to be creative and healthy, it's not that easy.
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