We broke down a lot less this year, let me just say that right at the beginning.
But that doesn't mean nothing happened...
This year the group grew a little
Jay, his wife Alice,
|Thanks to Iron&Air for taking this picture|
Packed ourselves into Jays truck between the bikes
|I think he's been drinking, that must be why he's blurry.|
packed into the Big Blue Beast
Which they then attached a port a potty to, filled it with motorcycles, and drove across the country.
The in flight entertainment CB required constant fettling
When we arrived at Jay and Alices hotel (apparently they prefer comfort) it was time to offload some bikes.
So much Retro Moto metal
That first night, when the bike in a box was still in a box: