Right this moment I am far too tired to even begin to get in to the 72nd annual Sturgis Motorcycle Rally but I will say that it was amazing. The County Line Broken Spoke Campground was jamming from the moment I got there right up until the rally ended! There was no question that from 11pm until 2am, nobody in town threw a party like the Spoke did. As I understand it, our late night party was the talk of the town!
I want to thank everyone who came out, stayed with us and partied with us. I would especially like to say thank you to all of the soldiers who have either returned or came to hang with us that were on leave! Bringing you this party was the highlight of the rally for me!
So now I sit here, days after the party ended with my legs up in the air trying to get the swelling down from my legs and feet. At one point, if I took a photo, you could have easily mistaken my legs for Hilary Clinton's legs. I've never had this happen before! These were the longest, hardest bike rally days of my life and I loved every painful minute of it!
In the next day or so, I'll sit down, start typing and share some of the story of Sturgis for your pal Jack Shit.
Until we see each other on the road again,
Keep the wind in your face,
Tits in your back
and The Man off your ASS!
Your friend,
Jack Shit
I have had so many of you fine folks tell me how much you guys enjoy the wild, strange & sometimes manic life I lead and love hearing the stories about it and the people I share it with. Here's where I plan to spill it! Know this, YOU WILL GET NOTHING BUT BRUTAL HONESTY FROM ME, so expect nothing less!
