3 wrecks, 1 roll-over, a blown enigine.

It's not quite riding season yet where I live so we had to drive a few hours to Sand Hollow near St. George. It was a fun three day ride and a nice break from winter.

Choices. Choices.

And more choices.

For the love of fog!

I am a fog fan. I love it in fact. One of my favorite things is to wake up to a foggy morning when you can only see 10 feet in front of you and everything is wearing a new coat of white.
But fog at night... That's a bonus. I love to go find a road that no one else is on and drive around feeling like the only person for miles.
Fog makes things sneaky, mysterious and brand new. You never know what's in the fog. Everything is waiting to be discovered.
Next time it's foggy go out and feel the mystery. Come on. Don't be afraid. Mystery won't bite. (Unless it's a mysterious cougar. The author takes no responsibility if you are bitten by a mysterious cougar in the fog.)

I've been busy

I've been a lil' busy with projects that are not photos. Here's a peak at one of them. Turning a 2001 Yamaha V-Star into a bobber.