Hood Bush Pt. 2: the iphone photos

                                        

 

 

Hood Bush 2013 Pt. 1

Thanks to Josh for rounding all the boys up and getting us to go out there, and thanks to Wesley for taking the minivan and ALWAYS making the best of things, keeping the mood light, and putting smiles on everyones faces.

-Hood Bush 2013 in Milwaukee, WI
-700 mile weekend
-Motorcycles are good
-Milwaukee is good
-Friends are great
-Chicago sucks ass
-Samsonite
-Half Ass

motorcycle rides with best friends

somehow I think this is like the 3rd picture ever that me and grant are in together

downtown sessions

lil ray ray

been skating with this dude a lot recently.  im siked to be skating a lot again, it feels good. I couldnt ask for better friends to skate with.

-"slim fit fool"
-"she spicy"
-"can we stop at the CVS so ya boy can get some weapons?"

French Lick all-service gas station

Tell City

Josh and I rode out to Tell City after the fourth of July to get some riding and camping in.  Tell City is a little over 150 miles from Indianapolis, but we got a little off track and made it more of a 4 hour ride to get there.  Normally it would be a bummer to go so far out of the way, but it was 4 hours of some of the  funnest roads I have ridden.  The weather was perfect and we were having a good time jamming down the roads of Southern Indiana.  We got to Tell City Friday evening where we hit up the local bar that was having a bike night that night.  The "bike night" consisted of about 4 baggers and then Josh and I's bikes.  Afterwards we headed to the campsite and hung out and spent a few hours trying to get a fire going like the real city kids we are.  Split wood, twigs, paper, cardboard, gas from Josh's carburetor...nothing seemed to work.  We decided to blame it on the recent rain and faulty wood rather than our lack of manhood, and we are sticking with it.  We got it going well enough to sit around, drink some beers, and have some good conversation for an hour or two until we laid down to sleep.  Right about the time I was starting to lose consciousness the rain started coming down.  No tents were brought on this trip, so we were forced to crash under a small shelter just outside of the campground bathroom.  Its never fun when it happens, but we just jammed Hank all night, fell in and out of sleep, made friends with the local bathroom spiders and made the best of getting through the night.  I would definitely trade the shitty sleep for the good riding and good company that was had any day.

Hill Bombing. Forgot the boards. 

This bar had been through prohibition. Kinda sick.

Real nice turnout for the Sportsman Bar & Grill Bike Night

This guy spent $5k on that paint. 

Fuck Yeah brotherrrrrrrr

B-E-E-R run

Tight Squeeze

Some diner in Paoli, sign said:

"we raise the beef we serve"