FIRST...The logo in use for Don's avatar when he would call me. He thought it was hilarious.
Below is a sign my brother and I left for Don when we rode one of Don's favorite roads, all by ourselves. Here was the plan: We were supposed to meet in Three Way AZ, where, 75, 78, and 191 come together just south of Clifton. Patch and Hannah and I made good time and we're about 30 minutes early. It was hot as Hell, and while we were waiting at the little store, Don got ahold of me and said they all stopped somewhere, Globe I think, for milkshakes and icecream cones. They were around an hour behind. Bastards! So, my group decided we would head to the Chateau just south of Alpine and grab lunch while we waited for Don and his crew. Upon arrival, those losers were closed. We had to scrounge writing utensils to make this sign and post it where Don would be sure to see it:
I wanna say Don packed that in his bag and brought it with him. Make sure you also read the small writing. Haha.
Patch, H and I got to Alpine and checked in before we took off to eat. Don rolled in as we were heading out. Yay! The group was together and all went to grab late lunch. This was the after food BS session at the hotel. Great time spent with friends:
We had a couple trips after that, including Salida, where, according to Don, I broke Tucson Joe's foot. Sorry Joe. Joe went home and partially healed up before the first Reuben run.
For that trip, I met Tucson Joe, Marcus, Barry and Don in Kingman for lunch. Wanna say BigD was there too, but he went home after lunch, and the rest of us rode into the big empty expanse of Nevada. Pretty sure this is Joe and Don at the gas stop in Kingman, right before the Moses rain showed up:
Not sure where we stayed that night, but while in Nevada, I broke a land speed record, and I got pulled over. Thankfully, those were two very different events. Haha...At the first nights hotel, this is what I was met with when I went to get Barry for a walk to the store:
Want to know the unfortunate thing? This was not the first and only instance of me catching Don in his dammed undies. Toas was the first time...You'd think I would learn. Thankfully, the next morning, we were all dressed and ready to ride:
This was a stop somewhere in California, where we were supposed to meet OM. I wanna say this turned out to be the wrong place, but I don't remember, and it doesn't matter. We were having fun:
We met up with Bugnatr and OM before heading to Sacramento. The next day we had a big group, and I finally got to meet Tyler. This is a pic of us somewhere in California. Included is Tyler, Don, Joe, and I think Puppychow in the back. I can't remember who the guys are in the red jacket, the black leather and the hi-viz:
Unfortunately that's all the pictures I have with Don in them. Maybe I have more on another phone somewhere. I'm such a slug at taking pictures. I guess I need to get a better camera and get my ass in gear. That being said, below is my favorite picture of Don, even though it's not really a picture of Don. I think OM photoshopped it, but it's the funniest picture ever!!
Love ya Don, and I'll miss you, you Irish Prick!