Wheelie bars are for sissys

continuing with the topic of days gone by quality...

who knows maybe the back-lash towards over seas production and the abundance of the shit for sale mentality is slowly starting to happen? We could only hope...

Ben, you'll dig this one, nice printing vid.




I cant drink jd at all, it smells like sweet vomit to me.

I love old motel signs.

They look cool, and they help me find places to stay where my motorcycle will be parked in front of a window about 10 feet from where I sleep, and where there will be tires on a nearby highway making the soothing ocean sound that helps me sleep. I like to take pictures of them.

America Is Fucked... (Graphically at least)

Couldnt've said it any better myself. Sometimes I feel like a fucking fish swimming up stream in this industry that has mostly gone to shit. But I cant rest on my laurels and have to continue to keep fighting the good fight against the shit ass shit thats out there today. Thanks to Jay for finding this for me.

Balls deep in UP Lake Effect Snow!

Our cozy digs

Lake Gogebic in all its vast glory

No road to this cabin...snowmobile in only. Its perched halfway down the mountain overlooking Lake Superior. The owners said "go ahead swing on in on your way through and drink our beer and eat our food"...and that we did

These types of river crossing were the norm on this trip. I didnt get a photo but Adam launched over the river only to slam his right ski into the birm, knocking him off and tipping my sled over...no damage though and was quite funny to witness

Our feerless leader "Skeeter" put his sled in a 4-5' deep ravine not long after telling us "watch out on this route...there deep, hidden ravines that will swallow you and you sled whole"

After we got his sled up on the path he hit the gas a little to get out further and proceeded to coast it right into another ravine....this one was tits deep.

 

 

 

 

 

Adam and I have been to the UP sledding several times and always have a good time but since we dont know where the hell we are going alot of time gets wasted on the main trails trying to find the good stuff. This time we had the pleasure of hooking up with the local old timers...and when I say old timers I mean 50-72 yrs old! We met these guys and once we saw them we thought this might be a slow ride...wrong! We went 130 miles through the backcountry in the best snow we've ever ridden in...only hit about 10miles of actual marked trails...fucking awesome! We saw it all from watching a 72 old guy drop an 8' bank onto a half frozen river to the multitude of water crossings. 15 sleds in our group and no real issues...the best trip up there ever. No we know that we need to ride with the locals!

Dad? I'm Tommy...your son.

I dont think

mr. peters gives a fuck about audio or video quality.

if Bob Dylan was a dirty, smack addicted, no teethed, skater who played in a few punk bands, he'd be like duane.


I did however hear he is a pre-madonna prick in real life...

winter blows

the seat to the fender to the sissy bar looks a little off in this picture.

that's because it is.

just the way I roll...

"...and I'm a mormon."

I've been seeing a lot of these mormon "featured video" ads on youtube lately. I had to watch this one:

Stylo

I will probably get a buncha crap for this, but I don't care. Gorillaz music videos rule.