Other side of the lens

The problem with always being the photographer is not being on the other side of the lens.  Thank you Brendan for these action shots!

Here I am in all my glory in that great big mud hole.  The first time, I plowed right through and fell in the middle.  The second time, I tried a better line up on the side and STILL fell in the mud.  Those bark busters are getting quite a workout these days.  Oh well…

It took watching the fellas go up the hill about a dozen times but I finally made it up myself.  I’m still learning to stand on the pegs and lean forward.

I made it!

Din din with the pals was fun.  I’ve missed my gal and our neurotic conversations about sewage, guns, and clothes.  Of course, Chris had to talk about vom’ing.  Then we all had to tell Mike hello ten times a piece.  Even though they call it Fuel and have car related things, they don’t really sell car parts.  The thing I missed about this Fuel was <screaming> TONY’S ICE CREAM!

Jess, Rebecca, and me – the girls of the crew.  Would the cheerleader please stand up?  We miss our Claudia.  Come home soon.  Your RR is lonely!  Although there are plenty of people who want to keep it company for you.

Jason and Chris or it Jason and Jason?  I insist it’s gray not silver!

Mike, Jami, and Jason.  This is what Mike thinks of my photo taking.  Guess which isn’t a lefty?

It’s a Fish sandwich with Jason buns.  Tasty!

Today was a mini moto maintenance day.  With this unusual cold snap, it will be interesting to test out the heated gear.  I bypassed my distribution bus and went straight to the battery for a toasty warm core and the Givi rack got leveled out finally.  As for the used and abused DS, the bolts were bent, the screws were caked with mud, but the bark busters were successfully removed from the bars.  Whew!

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone its broken
I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go