The Bacon Strip

What up everyone, this is how I spent my V-Day…for those of you who don’t know we’re on Jake’s Pk on the south-west side of the lake (that’s Lake Tahoe knuckleheads) just north and straight up from Emerald Bay! If you ask Rodney (that urbanite can tele) he’ll have the precise number of switchbacks. I guess it’s how he numbs the pain! hahahaha

My boy Smokey rocks in the backcountry. He’s the white, silver, black, grey, malamute-wolfdog (the darker one of the two wolfdogs and not the pit, although Blue the pitbull kicks everones ass)…yes wolf.

I forget what order there in - one of the pics is of Jerry, Nikki, yours truly, and the Mutts over looking S. Shore with I think Heavenly in the back - another one is of Nikki with Salomon, Blue, and Smokey overlooking N. Shore - next is of me dropin the knee bitch (free the heel free the mind) - the last is again yours truly catchin some air…did I stick it…you bet your sweet fuckin ass I did.

I forget what order there in - one of the pics is of Jerry, Nikki, yours truly, and the Mutts over looking S. Shore with I think Heavenly in the back - another one is of Nikki with Salomon, Blue, and Smokey overlooking N. Shore - next is of me dropin the knee bitch (free the heel free the mind) - the last is again yours truly catchin some air…did I stick it…you bet your sweet fuckin ass I did.

Old man winter is back.

Take care mi amigos,

Miguelito