Thursday, July 14, 2011

Goldrush 2011

Last weekend I went on the annual SFRC Goldrush ride out to Eastern Oregon. This was my favorite part of the road:

...but the whole thing was pretty awesome. Riding, camping, swimming, bikes, beer, handguns, a shag-carpeted outhouse, a power-station tour, red meat three meals a day, fifteen soap-operas' worth of drama - what's not to love?

On the way home I killed a bird with my helmet. Any tips on de-sliming will be gratefully accepted:

Yeah, that's just gross.

Anyhow. Every so often a non-riding friend of mine will ask me what's so great about this whole motorcycle-club thing. To them I say,

That is all.

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