Hey guys, I'm still alive. I've been hanging around and doing my thing. Mainly training but also having a wickedly awesome good time. I spent most of my saturday afternoon on a friends quad, ripping up the dirt like the dirty doll I am. By the end of it I was hanging off the thing into the corners and fish trailing it in gravel. SO much fun. I also managed to not realise that the clothes I was wearing was totally inappropriate for such things, as we were riding off the side of a public road. I happened to be in daisy dukes and a skimpy tank - so in otherwords I was flashing all the passers by. Oops. Fortunately my boy didnt mind too much and seemed to be more interested in what I was doing with the quad (and probably how I looked).
I'm in love with bikes. No matter the bikes - road, dirt or quad. I get cravings to go for a ride. I just need my licence and a bike all of my own. Ah well - hopefully one day.
I'm in love with bikes. No matter the bikes - road, dirt or quad. I get cravings to go for a ride. I just need my licence and a bike all of my own. Ah well - hopefully one day.