Unfortunately, I am no 'Steve Hobart, Photography God', but here are a few of my photos.........
Due to some screw up, many of us were not able to stay at the primary motel that the rally was run out of.........so we were sent to the Hotel Nevada a couple of blocks away. Ummmm........I think 'quaint' would be a word some would describe the level of accomodations. Not me, but I am sure some would. At least they cordoned off parking for us right in front of the entrance.
Bird strike at uber-velocity:
All kinds of good parts on the fork. (And wheel)
Looks like the unluck fellowy wanted to get a closer look at my brake.
Ewwwwww.....there's one of the feet.
Iggy getting his first and much needed forum fix at the post-rally banquet. And my....isn't he a fine example of high style!
Warchild about to dig in on one of his favorite meals. Hell, he likes cow pies so much, he had many of us bring some back for him. Also of note, the chic-sexy garter belt he is sporting. After a severly sleep-deprived Iggy had one beer and caught a gander of Warchild sporting said garter belt, it was rumored that he was heard to have said, "I'd **** him". Most of us wouldn't doubt it.
On the return trip, a ride through never-been-to-before Cedar Breaks National Monument.
And a stop at the north rim of the Grand Canyon for some lodging scouting for an upcoming ride I am planning.
My contribution to insect eradication.
Was this an egg? Or some kind of bug from hell?
And, one shot Avon Azaro rear tire. Amazing what these Cognoscente events will do to rear rubber. This is the least amount of miles I have ever gotten out of an Avon. About 5500 or HALF of what I normally get.