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:laugh:Ahhhh,,,,You Bunch of Sissy's!!!! Lets see.....Thats me in this picture with my CAT hat on....Thats my Trike in the Background with my Riding Gear on it....

None of these are me...Im behind the Camera.....2 or 3 of them are my Buddies I camp with at Pismo.....This is the Drag Strip out back in the Dunes....Just show up and Run whoever lines up:wink:

LOL..... I cant wait to ROOST with you:wink:

LMAO!!!! I was 285 in that Pic....Runnin on Stock Suspension 20 yrs old....It did ok....But those Bigger ones would bottom out.....Now I have Progressive Front Springs and a Marvin Shaw Hill Shooter and Ive lost 35 Pounds so far....

THIS..... PLUS This.... PLUS This.... Equals......

Why yes I did:laugh: Show me some Of the newer Topics that I can post in:wink:

This is impressive to me.....My Buddies out at Glamis for the Tres Regatta:biggrin: [ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQmmPrZYXDc]YouTube - 2008-TresRegatta[/ame]

I really dont see what that guy was doing in the Video being Impressive:no: So,,,,Im with Wheeler on this one....Impress me:wink:

What do you mean Allignment....Ive never checked mine....What should I look for:laugh:

Are you going to buy Material for the Seat and just Stretch it yourself or are you sending it off to have it done???? Cant wait to see it done:biggrin:

How are the Pads????? When you Squeeze the Lever can you see movement in the Caliper??? I would start with a Master Cylinder Rebuild if all else Fails....Then move onto the Caliper and Rebuild it....Might think about changing the brake line as well

Garrett at 3 yrs old.... Pismo... Garrett at 5yrs old Racing his TRX90...(I know.....Youve all seen these before!!!)LOL Notice the 6" of Air on this Shot!!!! Now at 6 yrs with a Better Set up .....Pismo.... Me at Pismo several yrs ago....Fat Bastard!!!

Updated Pics With my Security this weekend....

Glad your Settled in.....Now get to work:wink:

I also did a Nice Write up on their Product last yr....They sent me a Buch of stuff to test out....Good Stuff!!!

Thats it for now....That was alot of work Diggin up those....

Just around the Corner from My House.... My Back Yard....LOL!!!! I consider this Scenery:biggrin: My riding Partner ....STONYFORD CA

Some Shots from Diamond Lake Oregon just a Few months ago.... Ok,,,,,LMAO!!!! Here is a Series that I shot of my Buddy Going over Backwards on Banshee Hill....Winchester Bay Oregon....Again,,,sorry for the Poor Quality....Im again FAR WAY!!!

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All my Vacation Scenery for the last UMPTEEN years have been Lots of Sand with a Splash of Woods....Ill try to sort through some stuff...I have Thousands of Pictures.... But here are a Few.... My Faithful Riding Partner....Pismo CA My Youngest Son...Garrett... Mywife and myson...LOL My Mom and my Son... Perfect End to a Beautiful day at Pismo... OREGON....... Can you See my riding partner.....???? He didnt think I could....LOL....Im all Zoomed in....Im Quite far from this shot....

Im with you.....I love Taking Pictures....What is your Camera??? Great Pictures.... Is this STUPID Trying to sneak up on a Fish????

Which one are you....?????? Just asking???? Just Strikes me as odd that a Guy would remember that sort of thing....DOWN TO THE DAY?????!!!!

Come out to the Dune Cleanup !!!!! That is where Ill be..... Im not to far from Hollister as well....Ive Riden there once....Its not bad I guess if you like dirt....The only thing I really liked about that place is the Trails are Directional....Dont have to worry about some Idiot on a QUAD comin at ya...

This is a bricklayer's accident report, which was printed in the newsletter of the Australian equivalent of the Workers' Compensation board. This is a true story. Had this guy died, he'd have received a Darwin Award for sure. Dear Sir, I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block 3 of the accident report form. I put "poor planning" as the cause of my accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following details will be sufficient. I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found that I had some bricks left over which, when weighed later were found to be slightly in excess of 500lbs. Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley, which was attached to the side of the building on the sixth floor. Securing the rope at ground I went up to the roof, swung the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow descent of the bricks. You will note in Block 11 of the accident report form that I weigh 135 lbs. Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel, which was now proceeding downward at an equally impressive speed. This explained the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collar bone, as listed in section 3 of the accident report form. Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley. Fortunately by this time I had regained my presence of mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience pain. At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, that barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you again to my weight. As you can imagine, I began a rapid descent, down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and several lacerations of my legs and lower body. Here my luck began to change slightly. The encounter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked. I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in pain, unable to move, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let go of the rope and I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its journey back down onto me. This explains the two broken legs. I hope this answers your inquiry.