
Props to Tbone, taking 8th at the Smokin' Spoke today in Rhinelander.

That's it. I'm out. The last Ronsta built racing transmission was tagged for pickup today. After spending the better half of my life in the racing industry, i'll begin my full time comittment to the cycling world on Monday under the watchful instruction of the Shedmaster. Should be interesting. Tomorrow's another work day at the Kettles, Muir- 8:30a. If your around and have, time pitch in the couple hours, otherwise Jamison will thorn-whip ya! Later.
Back to reality. Atleast the weather followed us home. To any hippies out there that want to bitch about "urban sprawl" or "overpopulation" i suggest you take the long drive through Nebraska and Iowa. Big thanks to Mitch and Sandy for their hospitality, Jeremey for the invite and Lori and Kevin for putting up with me all week. It's a trip i won't soon forget.








Night time is for driving. Straight through in 20 hours. Rockstar, Starbucks, GNR and i haven't slept in 34+ hours. Its raining now at Mitch's and we're building up Goats Mr. Bigg. Paints drying on mine and there's a slight chance i could try it out this week. Awe inspiring countryside i can't wait to explore. Hoping to get a short ride in before the caffiene wears off and sleep deprivation catches up with us. Check back soon, Out for now.