what happens in vegas

Welp....it's that time of year when bike geeks like mysef head to the city of sin to take on the behemoth we call interbike. Rows upon rows of bike paraphenalia from the world over. Some exciting and new and some that just make you wanna scratch your head and wonder WTF??!!

But before we actually get to sift through all of this stuuuuuff.....first we have to get our vegas strip stretch going on. You know, to properly break in the legs (and livers) before the actual first show day. We hoof down the strip in constant search for the next drink special, the sweet smell of fresh septic lingers. Rows upon rows of prostitutes and dope dealers, and even those wacky card flippin folks line the street handing out postcards of sultry promise. Lights. Explosions. Sirens. And of course the never ending ding-ding-ding from the millions of slot machines that are so cleverly positioned right near the casino entrance as a lure. It's a cerebral overload as we soak this stuff in......our rural habituated lifestyle takes a backseat as we try our hardest to keep up with this mess of a place. Wish us luck ! And more fotos to come ..... Interbike starts today.