Motorcycling without like counts and followers, the OG hashtag hangout, this is the birthplace of what became a passion and a lifestyle for us and so many others... Blogs! My rebellious attempt to keep interest in the original format of showing off and digging up photo gold on choppers and subjects related. We're here, and we're quueee.. ite happy to be here.
Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Giddy Up
Left town early Thursday morning en route to Austin, TX. The drive was long, but leaving before the sun comes up always make a trip shorter for me. Met with Ryan and the others from Vice Grip at his house just before Lopez pulled up and hauled us off to Little Darlin for the pre pre party. With the significantly smaller crew of out of town friends this year, the ride Friday morning towards New Braunfels was very easy going. Myself being the only Alabamaian, Forrest and Brett from Denver, as well as a handful of new friends from CA, MO, and TX, all headed to "Salt Lick" which has an ancient smoker they slay BBQ on. Ate and relaxed a while, then rode the party over to Riley's which is a perfect bar in the hills that's been serving cold beer since 1933. We took turns embarrassing each other on the pool table, took hostage of the juke box, and drank some cold ones. from there, the campsite in New Braunfels was home for the next couple days. Show the next day was great, tons of new and old faces, with loads of amazing bikes. We split off and swam near camp to break up the extensive day since some of our bikes were stuck in the show for the entire day. After they gave away the raffle bike, we all hauled ass to camp and hung out till we simply couldn't anymore. Rather than rushing back to Austin and having to load my bike and then start the long trip home, I stayed and extra night with Lopez. We took our sweet ass time getting back to Austin, stopping to soak up the day at cool little stops here and there, BBQ'd at Lopez house and relaxed on our Easter Sunday, went to bed, and all went our separate ways home by morning. I hate we had so many missing faces this year, my crew of friends especially, but the solo trip was a little more intimate and relaxing for me. Happy to be home now, and happy I drove out to TX for this one. See ya next year!
Loaded Up. Truck was little lighter with just my bike. Made the trip a little easier this go around
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