She told Ryno “if you want to win you need to get rid of the dead weight!” This is my buddy’s wife Denise referring to yours truly! Ya know, she’s not wrong but sun-of-a-bitch that stung!

It doesn’t matter, you see, Ryno doesn’t like to ride a harescramble, and the only reason he is here on this day is because I asked him to join me. I look forward to this hometown race every year and like Moto Camp, it’s an annual riding ritual that at least one of us looks forward too.

This race is special to me, it’s a time for me hang out in my home-state with my wife and kids, (the Schnauzers) and camp at the track. There is something magical about being at a racetrack in Michigan during the Summer. The nights are humid, crickets are singing, and all over camp you can hear bench-racers reminiscing about races gone by. Plus, I get to build a campfire-something I can’t do in Bend, Oregon right now due to extreme fire danger.

At the end of the day I just love riding my motorcycle so who gives a shit where we finish? For me, it’s all about friendship, bench-racing, and having fun twisting the throttle.