Another year.

For as long as I can remember, weather permitting, I have ridden my BMX, on or around my birthday, and this year was no different. Every year I like to treat myself to some new socks, a riding session, and a pending hangover.
I am not the raddest dude on a BMX, by any stretch, and the rust and cobwebs set in with an alarming rate as I enter my late thirties, but BMX has made me smile since the mid eighties. Time in the woods, hanging with friends, some hard work and a few thrills, I like that.
I am pretty stoked on my time as a BMXer, my friends, and all the fun afternoons playing bikes in the dirt. I hope you don’t mind me sharing…

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