Supertrip 2015.

We leave tonight. Onward to Denver to pick up Robby, then farther west until we see the ocean. We originally did this trip in 2010 and this year we are loosely taking the same route. A smaller crew than before, but what we lack in people, we will make up for in time. Setting up camp when there's still light, and lots of exploring. Here's a taste of Brandon's arsenal of photos from the first trip.

Missing The Road.

Time changes and the days get longer in a month. That's something to look forward to.

I could use another one of these.

It's not even winter yet and I'm already day dreaming about these kind of adventures.

This shit is sneaking up.

Some of us are riding, some are trailering. Due to the time off work that it takes to ride across country and make it all that it can be, it looks like I'll have to be in a truck. We'll see.

Wishing we were done.

Jerimiah had this photo of us somewhere in Arizona I think. Rick and Lee are parallel to us out of the frame trying to catch some Z's too. Super Trip. We went to the Grand Canyon that day, so we had to blast through the night to make some good miles that day. I believe we ended up in Laughlin, NV eventually that night, but that's a whole different story. Truck stop in the desert, late as fuck, Warren has zero brakes and almost swiped a truck, we are all zombies from the road.......... That's the shit that you remember.

Give 'em the bird bro......

Why do so many cheese ball nerds that ride motorcycles flick off the camera when they get their photo taken? Like seriously, you can shoot photos of some dork in an Affliction shirt in front of a christian day care and he will still stick his middle finger up at the camera...... Nick Brown reminded me of this photo taken of a few of us during BF2. I miss every one of you guys in this photo, except for J Body and Creighton. You guys live down the street.

The Supertrip Story Continues..........

For those of you that don't know, Brandon has been writing a short story detailing our "SuperTrip" across the country to attend Born Free 2. It is very entertaining and worth the read, so check it out at Brandon's blog here: Flyin' Shoes.

Lost Super Trip Photos.

Well, they weren't actually lost. They are just some of the hundreds of photos that Brandon took that haven't been posted up yet. I will be at Born Free 3 regardless, but it sure would be nice to get lost on my motorcycle with my brothers again for 2 weeks. 2 weeks of no destination, gambling on campsites, and being in a different place everyday. Ultimate freedom. As gay as that sounds, it's the best way to describe it.

The Supertrip Story

For those of you that don't know, the Supertrip was our journey across this great country to Long Beach, Ca to attend BF2. It was the most memorable trip that I have done on a motorcycle to date. I was very proud to be part of the crew that did it. Brandon is pretty much writing a short story about the trip and it is very entertaining and worth a read. Check it out.

Laughlin......

Well it wasn't actually Laughlin, it was the town across the bridge that I forgot the name of. Anyways, this camp spot was one of my favorites on the Super Trip. It wasn't necessarily the campsite that made it so memorable, it was the whole area. We were camped literally a stones throw from the strip with all the casinos and what not, so you had all the vibrant lights and shit. A handful of us went to a casino to test our luck and get free drinks. Rick blew 50 bucks right away. I had never been to a casino before, so I guess that's why it was so memorable for me. We sat at a blackjack table and took advantage of the free booze while the dealer was cool enough to pretty much let Warren play my hands for me. I won a whopping 35 bucks. Duane sat at the slot machines all night yelling at the waitress to bring him drinks and all he got was a beer. Back at the campsite, Jerimiah found some critter ass purse filled with some pills, off-brand cigarettes, and 13 dollars. Off course he took the 13 dollars and the next day his bike decided to shoot a rod threw the case.

..........photos by Brandon of course.

Two casualties on the Super Trip.

Jerimiah's bike through a rod right through the case and Taichi's bike completely shit the electrical system out. At least Jerimiah made it to Bacon's house in California. Poor Taichi had to stay behind in Kansas.

Super Trip photo score.

Brandon is an excellent photographer and before he left to Japan, he gifted me with his whole stash of photos from the trip. I'll post a lot of them over the next few days, but I need to actually go to work now.

More Super Trip Again.

Once again, here's some more of the rally of photos that were taken by Brandon. He's probably going to start copyrighting them so I stop stealing them.