Crabs, Downhill

Of course, you and Mr. Newbury are invited as well to the downhill/crabfest. Downhill, crabs, what else is there? Wait a minute, you Brett Easton Ellis fan, do you even eat crabs? O.K., you are invited anyway. Last week June, first week July. You tell me.

O.K., we've got Nicolai Helius ST with a Fox 40, a Gemini with a Romic and an 888 (no not pink) and a splendid Orange 5 (which is actually black) with a Marzo 66. Take your pick. Oh, yes, and the Identiti Dr. Jekyll with a Marzo Z-1 for the dirt jump park. We'll have a slopeside condo and the usual inside track to ride with all the real lesbians.

Fuck it. Fly to Miami. You can ride up with us in the Stow and Go to aquaint yourself with the sordid underbelly of the rural South. My chubby friend from Yorkshire says you can fly Manchester to Miami for $120.00. Is this true?

What is your shirt size? I'll send you something real. French cuffs? Shell buttons?

Girls and Squirrels

Hello, girls and squirrels. I have just returned from 9 days of touring the American southwest on a viciously overpowered Japanese motorcycle. New Mexico, Colorado, Utah and Arizona. Typical adventures included riding through a hail storm that shattered car windshields; dodging a rented moving van that blew out a rear tire just as I was passing it on a curve at approximately twice the posted speed limit; eating copious amounts of pie in a town in New Mexico aptly named: "Pie Town" (Is my use of the semi-colon correct here?); getting unhappily familiar with a 19-year-old Korean boy who failed to follow the oft repeated instruction to buckle his seatbelt when the small plane we were in dropped a hundred feet in two seconds as we slipped into the Grand Canyon, and a variety of other occurances both silly and profound. The actual purpose of this post is to advise LLF (since I have lost his email address) that sometime during the last week in June and the first week in July I am going to ride Snowshoe for three or four days, then drop down to Frederick to ride the Shed for a day or two, then on to Easton for the 4th of July to consume an obscene amount of crabs. LLF is of course invited to participate in some or all of the above. A splendid time is guaranteed to all. Please advise. Hasta la vista. (Stay away from my sister).