72 hours in South Dakota

Grass Hoppers and big bugs were out in numbers. I got hit in the lip at 100, brought tears to my eyes.

Minna starting her Pan after a flight from Sweden.

Riding out to Broken Spoke County Line. Shortly after this photo it rained like a mother fucker.

Deadwood...What a great show HBO had.

Texas in the wind.

Bud heavy.

Dan Carr

I had a chance to visit Legends Gallery to view some of Josh Kurpius's photos.

 His work is outstanding, its one thing to see the photos on the net, but in person they glow. 

So glad I went to this, it gave me a chance to meet up with alot of people. Slippery Pete, Warren, Papa Clutch Crew, Eugene and his girl, Dan Carr, Justin, RS Marty, Midnight Cycle, Tim, and so many more.

It seemed that 90% of the crowd was 60+ years old.

It also seemed I saw more trailers then bikes.

Got the chance to meet Mr. Van Der Laan of Dutch Brothers Garage....Super rad dude that knows more about old bikes then I could dream of.

Sunday morning when I got on the road it was raining all over my hang over. The first 200 miles sucked, then it cleared up and riding was great. The last 300 miles were torture, it was so fucking hot and I was beat. There was a couple two or three times I swear I was falling asleep.

Tom and Jenny, sorry I did not stop on the way back, the heat killed.

On the way out I dropped my Leica at well over a hundred....Sick.
I felt something hit my leg, after 20 or so miles I realized it was my camara.

The whole ride there and back I maybe saw two cops.

Sturgis on the other hand was outta control. Cops were everywhere pulling people over left and right. It seemed at times they would just pull someone over for no reason at all.

Gordon, Minna, Dave Price, The Twin Club, and Neil, thank you mucho!

AMD, thanks for the new back pack, it worked as one should.
Cheers!