my god what a weekend, an amazing time in tucson and nogales capped by news of a death in the family upon getting back home, talk about ups and downs
friday we rode from phoenix to tucson, back highways, wide full open, over a hundred miles, beautiful scenery. friday night at hotel congress, really cool, straight out of the 40's, see stormy's "missing you" set for a glimpse of the place
saturday, tucson to nogales, 100 miles, even more beautiful scenery, the most amazing ride i've ever been on, i can't explain how amazing this was. camping, free beer, mayhem
sunday, ride back to tucson (100 miles), barbeque in tucson. one of the gils in my club wins a pocket bike, one of them miniature cotch rocket looking things, guy in club is trying to start it and he gives it too much throttle, jumps out of his hands and a piece of metel takes a big chunk out of his finger, he'sl bleeding bad, they go off to hospital. we hang out for a couple hours, meet up with them and he's still waiting for a doctor. i was feeling like ass and wanted to just stay in tucson another night but we end up riding back (100+ miles) without the injured guy, good ride, not as fun in the dark and when you're exhausted and hung over, but still good. we near phoenix and it sarts raining, rain and wind, i can't see shit, i'm wet, i'm cold, miserable
finally make it back home, light a smoke and open my beer, call brother to let him know i'm safe and find out that my grandma was fonud dead in her apartment sunday morning, ouch
it's one of those we saw it coming kind of things, but it still hurts, i'm pretty emotionally frigid so i'm doing alright, but it hurts
so i moved to phoenix late august and i'll now be flying back for the second time, the first was a wedding, good thing i bought a new suit, it's getting a workout
i can't think right now, a good 500 miles spent on the scooter, a whole lot of drinks consumed, and death, what a fucking weekend, who needs a drink?
friday we rode from phoenix to tucson, back highways, wide full open, over a hundred miles, beautiful scenery. friday night at hotel congress, really cool, straight out of the 40's, see stormy's "missing you" set for a glimpse of the place
saturday, tucson to nogales, 100 miles, even more beautiful scenery, the most amazing ride i've ever been on, i can't explain how amazing this was. camping, free beer, mayhem
sunday, ride back to tucson (100 miles), barbeque in tucson. one of the gils in my club wins a pocket bike, one of them miniature cotch rocket looking things, guy in club is trying to start it and he gives it too much throttle, jumps out of his hands and a piece of metel takes a big chunk out of his finger, he'sl bleeding bad, they go off to hospital. we hang out for a couple hours, meet up with them and he's still waiting for a doctor. i was feeling like ass and wanted to just stay in tucson another night but we end up riding back (100+ miles) without the injured guy, good ride, not as fun in the dark and when you're exhausted and hung over, but still good. we near phoenix and it sarts raining, rain and wind, i can't see shit, i'm wet, i'm cold, miserable
finally make it back home, light a smoke and open my beer, call brother to let him know i'm safe and find out that my grandma was fonud dead in her apartment sunday morning, ouch
it's one of those we saw it coming kind of things, but it still hurts, i'm pretty emotionally frigid so i'm doing alright, but it hurts
so i moved to phoenix late august and i'll now be flying back for the second time, the first was a wedding, good thing i bought a new suit, it's getting a workout
i can't think right now, a good 500 miles spent on the scooter, a whole lot of drinks consumed, and death, what a fucking weekend, who needs a drink?