Is the band splitting up??

The funny way that Duane likes to ask if all of us are growing apart and getting too old to participate in all the shenanigans and bad decision we used to make.. In some ways he's right, but also could not be anymore wrong. Our circle and extended others have been fortunate enough to grow up and stick with one another as friends, and in some cases, family, for over 10 years. We have loved, fought, and lost during that time. As some of us get married, have kids, start eating better, kick cigarettes, or start checking our blood pressure during our weekly grocery store runs, it is easy to feel like all the partying and comradery has started it's process of fading away. But.. It hasn't. We just have found a new way of doing it. Bike's are still getting built and ridden, people are still getting high and making up dumb things to say that eventually we'll wear out as running jokes, still meeting new friends, still telling the same old stories, and hopefully still inspiring each other. I am starting this blog today and will continue to update you on things of both new and old. Not because i need to stand out, or my message is too important for other social media platforms, but because this is the era that makes me most happy. This is when most of my own sweet memories were given birth, during the blog days. So, check in and check out when you please. My grammer is shit and i tend to type too much, but I have lost 20 pounds in the last 2 months.. See ya!

As the trips begin, so do the poor eating habits and extended gas stops. Secretly one of my favorite parts about bike trips.

Kissy Monster inc. store front. Charlotte, NC

group hug

Clutch hub nut repairs. There was actually a dusty old harley sitting in that shed but no room to haul it home with us.

Always happy to lend a hand when a Honda isn't running right.