Warm day today. Rallied The Fixxer out of the muddy-snowy-ice-swamp that is my front yard. Jammed over to my little bro's where we busted out his junk-show Honda. A little effort spent on a push start and we were good to jam down to Sean's place to get him some fresh Avon's on order... mellow jam, probably only 15 miles total. But 15 miles of beauty, brother.
Which means it was a perfect day to ride. Jer called me up to see if I was up to smelling like gas today. I suited up to a mellow 32-ish degrees we were off to find some jumps. Here is what we left with.
For all of you that requested a Bromance Kit to go to the Great White North, please be patient. I haven't had time to make it to the post office yet to get them out. Since you nine balls don't run regular postage its just one extra step in the process. I am however, very willing to go the extra mile for you diehards up there. Thanks for waiting.
The Scene was chill and solid, It's nice to get to chill without all the drama of work and bullcrap. These moments in life are a must.
After a Nice few slices of Zah and some chit chat about bikes, Biz and a side of Crap, everyone was itchin' for a jam. I lived out the farthest so most the dudes took a ride to my exit to get some time on there scoots, super fun except when I had my glove off for 5 minutes trying to get pics, My hand never recovered.