Tim Judge and Greg Grubbs.

Mike Dominguez and Harry Leary.

And heres another picture of Timmy Judge, just cause its rad. Note should be taken of Oakley honch, 'The Duke' on the sidelines in swim trunks, suspenders, and a silver wing on his left arm. Some folks say he was a visionary, while others say he was just crazy. I tend to kinda agree with both camps, however theres just no denying his fashion sense.

And whatever happened to 'Stompin' Stu Thompson? Rumor has it he moved to Minneapolis and opened a bottle of whisky.

And of course there were others- Bob Haro, Mike Buff, Greg Hill, Billy Griggs.. They all hold a special place in this hall of fame.. The rooms are small and without windows, and exists primarily inside of my head.

Now then, to celebrate the fact that in the last few months Ive lost more gloves then I have in my entire time on this planet, I present to you Denvers finest.

Heres a shot Sky sent to me from a recent recon trip to Portland. She said only seconds later a couple dozen clowns came pouring out of a tiny bar, unlocked, and mounted the bikes, and rode away without a word- the sound of a jack-in-the-box drifting into the air as they disappeared over the horizon.

Now then, The NACCC has come and gone, and due to varying degrees of cosmic B.S., I was only there in spirit.
Ive put out the plea to anyone in attendance to please lay some words and photos on us.
I know it will be difficult to achieve the same caliber of journalistic expertise I dish out day after day, but Im sure someone or another will come through.
We thank ye in advance.