The Trail of Blues

Gonna keep this short.

Went on a little ride to the Delta.  My buddy Luke and my Uncle rode with me.  

It was hot.  We drank lots of beer.  Hwy 8 ate my trusty digital camera that was gonna provide some badass ride shots through the farm land of the Delta.  Thing was held together with electrical tape anyways.  

We sang the blues.  We camped in the hood.  We survived. 

We rode home dehydrated.  It was awesome and I'm ready for another.  

Here's some phone pics in no particular order.