Bolts 2nd B-Day Run

 Blasted north on Boss Hobbs' Buell, getting triple digit speeds with ease
The cops tried to wrangle us, but had no proof just hear say
The full moon was on tap the 1st night, and the sounds of coyotes were eerily close to camp
A hike led to a cliff jump into frigid waters and ear aches
Stoners and straight edgers bonded over a campfire and became friends-4-ever
And plans of dirtmoto dreams were made
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Thanks to the Bolts Action Crew for the hospitality and another great brain file to access for later smiles
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Photos provided by  K Mack