It’s the May Long, so it’s time for some debauchery with Darcy (aka Greyballs) and the crew. We left on Thursday this time, so we could get a bit more riding in. Since it was such a nice day, we took advantage to check out a bunch of little canyons along the way.

Body of a 47 year old, but with an ass that just doesn’t stop.

The village of Hedley and some local girls.

It’s a long way to the the top….

….if you wanna rock ‘n rolllllllll.

Amazing form on ole’ Barracho.

The crew (l to r): Barrracho, Bob, Dave, greyballs, and me in the front.

The moon is getting fuller too. Look out, it could get messy.

Oh yeah, it was a l-o-o-o-ong weekend.

Myself, Darcy, Dale, Dom, Tony, Bob, and Johnny Sedlacek.

This has become an annual event to mark Darcy’s birthday. I know that I feel older every time it rolls around. As a bonus, this was the shakedown cruise for the new roof rack for the Bush Pilot vehicle, Great White.

Here’s a great view of the rack taken at the Hope Slide.

Here’s the birthday boy. Doesn’t he look happy?

Much further into the drive, we found ourselves high up the side of a mountain at sunset.

These are some mining buildings hanging off the side of the mountain that date back to the turn of hte century.

Satan was there too.

Sunset.

That was the first day. There was a great deal of carrying on that first night too, but I just can’t show you that.