Each year, Justin and I drive 5 hours across the state to participate in Punk Bike, an event put on by Dirt Rag. And each year, it seems, we ride our bikes less and less. Why?
Because sometimes standing around the keg of Tröegs catching up with friends you haven’t seen since last year’s event is more enjoyable than…
Slogging across a muddy trail:
Or throwing elbows in a derby:
Or charging recklessly downhill:
This year we slogged, threw elbows and were generally reckless with the best of ‘em. But we spent the better part of the enduro catching up with old friends and making new ones. And then, just like that, it was over.
And my bike is 10 pounds heavier to prove it.
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45' and 47000 lbs of fun is coming our way
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hey did you get any really good gifts at christmas ? anything bike related? or bike and beer related? especially from a really great anonymous person
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