Ummm... where to begin... so, the other day Kenny asks me what I had planned for the weekend. What started out as a day trip to the swap turned into a weekend of fun.


Camp Coconut


Gentle Ken: Purveyor and surveyor of motorcycle antiquity.

Craig of
Motocyde: Expert in all pedal-powered wackiness and our hook-up dude for the space to set up, thanks.

and then
Dylan showed up...

and then
Dylan was asked to leave...

I was curious, but very afraid of the weed-
whacker.