RACING IS LIFE
Friday, February 25, 2011
...other than the flat track oval these rocky mountain pockets of dank riding stash are all a few hours from my beer fridge. In the last pic you can even see home sweet home behind the throttle grip.
Sometimes my home town is missed but when it is time to find a spot to ride... well, here in montrose, its on!
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