Pack, Packing, Packed...

Any way you say it I've been preppeing and packing all night for this weekend's Solo 24. This is the worst part of doing a Solo. OK, it's not the WORST part, but it's not all that fun either. Wanted to do as much tonight as possible so I can kinda relax tomorrow and just worry about how I'm going to fit all this shit in the E. plus add in the Wifey and B-Man.



In addition to packing, I prepped the bikes and took 'em for a couple spins around the 'hood. When I took El Santo out I promptly ran over a thumb-nail and got a flat. Nice. 5 ft. from my yard. Nice.

Weather looks like it's gonna be a bum scorcher on Saturday. Electrolytes will be at a premium. All Hammer supplies packed and ready.

Later.