
Do you ever have days, weeks, months where you just figure you should have stayed in bed? This has been on of those weeks for me. First I lost my turbo Friday afternoon, which put me behind the eight ball for having a somewhat leisurely ride out west. That was fine, I put my nose to the grindstone and kept at it arriving just in time for the most hellacious storm Arizona has had all winter long. The signs were in the sky, I knew the weather was going to get shitty, I just didn't figure on it getting this








