Pueblo Adventures

So we cruised down to Pueblo last Saturday, about 85 miles.  We brought the quads and had a blast cruising around on the trails.  No major injuries.  Reagan rolled the little yellow quad, had a helmet on so was fine.  Bowen spilled on a friend's dirt bike, a few scrapes and what not, but fine as well.  We also discovered a drag race track, where we watched some high octane drag races.  Lot's of fun, we'll go there again...

VEGAS BABY!!

That's right!  Vegas isn't all about ladies, whiskey and dice.  Case in point:  A couple of studly nascar rednecks.  oh yeah, they exist.  Only in Vegas, but....  A go cart track was conquered, we littered off the Hoover Dam, disrupted store window displays, thrashed on a rental suburban and just raised heck in general.  No regrets, my friend, no regrets.  

Guys trip to Powell

So, we all (with two) exceptions, met up in the desert for a few days of fun.  Highlights included Mike's singlet, Todd's cliff jumping bravery, Judah's new mastery of the Sky Ski, Dave's ghoulish wakeboarding, Javan's glassy water wakeboarding, Con's excursion planning and my barely passable boat captianship.  Enjoy a few pictures...

Hopefully this is just the first of many such adventures.