Saturday the 29th was ~37th-ish annual Vulture Day (observed) and we did our best to make the migration to Bend, OR to participate. A few hours into the 6 hour drive we plowed head-on into our first snow storm driving experience of the season - sweet!

We arrived at Jessica’s place before midnight and kept her and Wade up a few more hours talking and chilling before pitching the tent on the driveway. In the morning, I was up with the sun under a heavy frost and to find ice in the dog water - brrr! A very excellent breakfast of bacon containing quiche (I don’t remember its actual name) was had at Bend’s Sparrow Cafe, along with some super high octane java. Wade is stoked on the good people that run that place, fostering community and artist endeavors in a decommissioned industrial complex that was originally the towns foundry. You can’t imagine how good the chocolate birthday cake he got from them was! Here he’s prying Whitney for her secret recipe.

The afternoon was spent riding the trails in local woods - twisty, a bit technical leading to great views from nearby buttes. Amanda, Oso, Chris S, Wade, and I span away the day having a great time. Cool trails out there, and not a soul besides us on them! How’s that for a birthday ride? All the while, Jessica was making an excellent effort at preparing her home and kitchen for the sushi birthday feast. Thanks for having us all over, Jessica!


soon thereafter, friends of Wade & Jessica converged on her place to partake in keg#2 of Wade’s whiskey flavored porter homebrew, build and mow down on some sushi, laugh, long board, fire watch, smash a pinata, and revel for their friend’s birthday. What a great group of pals you guys have up there. it was a pleasure to meet everyone and get our party on!

nice hand roll! what flaver a powar bait dja use?

can you see the bacon in that there sushi?


Wade had the last go at the vulture pinata - which, ah, contained some provocative stuffing…



Riding up Calahan Ranch Road to TheRestlessApe’s house Saturday evening I saw the glow over Mt. Rose. 14 hours earlier, from the other side of the valley, I’d seen the alpenglow on the Carson Range through a smoky haze as I rode out to Verdi to meet V-Nasty. 
Hey all,





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