what the hell????

snow at 5,000 feet all along the shoreline this is mid day 1pm.

most of it already melted.






















you know its cold when i bust out the leggings and the sox.

yesterday it was 85 today its 45. snow on the trail and 2 days of rain turned it to a shit pile.
its cold and muddy, that bites ass.

2 days of no riding im cooped up and went out for a few hours in the mud. i saw 1 guy all day. imagine that.

a flat and a new empty air can, what the hell is going on. its cold as a witchs tit and the air can squirts water out. its an air can not a water can. so i have to ride another flat down to the guthrie and fix this shit.

2 hours later its not done and its getting colder, guys are saying things like wear a helmet and get struck by lightening so im getting paranoid of an accident.

im going to bed, maybe it will warm up tomorrow and i will ride more. but this moving to st george idea i have is sounding better every day.

south training camp in the desert. training compound south st. george/vegas december to march. big hours and no work.
ride and sleep. thats how tbird and pockets work it.