Well we've been on hiatus for the past month or so and as you can see things are a little different now, both in our lives and on this site. After some encouragement from Scott Towne and a year of procrastinating, we've finally brought this site into the 21st century. Married life is actually pretty simple, it's been about a month and we haven't killed each other yet, so things are going well. Refreshing the site and the recent nuptuils have caused some reflection recently. It all reminds we of why we started this whole thing in the first place. I know this is entirely a blog for and about locals. The people that read this are usually the very same people we see every time we pedal through TRP. That's exactly the way we like it and we hope to keep it as authentic as possible. We think our perspective is a little unique and hopefully you do as well. We really do appreciate any one that has ever glanced at this this, or laughed as something we wrote, or liked one of buc's photos. Hope you like the changes and please pardon me while I catch up. Oh, and better see some comment now that I have empowered you all to voice your opinions.
After we got hitched, we went over to TRP, like any newly wedded bmxing couple, to celebrate.
Redford Steve was spittin his best almost wasted game at my sister, but I don't think it worked out.
If you get married, you too can achieve this man's level of happiness.
This is what awaits you.
The happy couple.
In between cake fights, some riding did take place...
It wasn't a contest, it was a wedding, but Stewy won it anyway.
The day after the next day we got on the road for Mackinac Island, a somewhat local destination that would still allow us to bring our bikes and included few of the worries normally associated with vacations...
Along the way we managed to...
Get disoriented at a scenic overlook...
Pirate a vessel...
and become one with nature along the side of the freeway.
Finally we got to the ferry and spotted this...
I guess this Delorian is supposed to be some kind of indictor that we were going back in time. I guess that bottles of water cost $3 in the past.
I've been waiting for an opportunity to really need my barbag (I'm not sure if that is its official name) but this was it. Street sessions usually don't call for me to bring a lot of baggage, but three hour trips around the island, the bag was optimal.
Trespassing is fun, especially when it's onto the governor's property.
Some of the best and most rare scenery.
In all honesty, we hadn't been to the island since we were kids and it is more beautiful than we remembered. Michigan and Detroit in general get a lot of shit in the media, but it's a really beautiful place and definitely underrated. In case you can't tell, buc and I are into local stuff, so the closer it is the more we like it.
I've always said that the best part of any trip is coming home. The more we travel, the harder it gets to leave once foreign places.
This post was a little long and somewhat outdated, but it's the beginning of a new phase at veteran. Our lives are totally different now and it will be interesting to see how riding and travel fit into it. Updates should be much more often as they are way less time consuming. Thanks for being patient with us and hopefully you won't have to be any more. Now talk amongst yourselves.
