And so it is in 2012, with virtually zero snow in the mountains of the west as we head into the second week of January, and a nuclear mushroom cloud hanging over the town of Gypsum, which everyone says poses no health issues, it was time to start 2012 off the way 2011 ended, to the west, and on the dirt. Courtney Wuwuwuwuwuwuzup Gregory and myself threw our MTB shit in the car and hit Loma, just west of Fruita, sorry you missed it, it did not suck.
Here is the warm welcome you receive in Fruita these days from a dinosaur in the round about eating the Grinch, in front of children from all over the world. Like.
And the Loma parking lot at about 11:30am on January 5th, with temps starting to press near 50 degrees. We were so lonely.
And well, you know.
And not to change the subject, but every Republican and Democrat politician out there is a douche bag, the rest are all just tea baggers.
Oh, and here is some cheap entertainment as in free...
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