 Mullins Bay... |
 Liming with the Beach Boys |
 Who is Jack Frost? |
 Hi Ho Siver, away! |
 The local municipal pool. |
 De Surf 'n' Lime |
 Mr & Mrs Surf 'n' Lime |
 "I'll get my helmet then!" |
 Now with realistic gripping hands and eagle eye. |
 It's art, but not as we know it. |
 "You lookin' a' me pal?". |
 "It's good to stay at the..Y..M..C..A..." |
 "Oh, go on Sir, just a teenie weenie waffer thin mint" |
 One night, as the moon rose high above Mullins Bay... |
 ...Mr Badger and a few of his buddies... |
 ...Mr Tree Frog... |
 ...Mrs Tree Frog... |
 ...Mr Millipede... |
 ...Mr Toad... |
 ...and Mr Moth, were all in party mode. |
 Eventually, they all fell asleep. |
 Apart from, that is, Mr Badger, who, armed with a sizable bottle of rum, had plans of his own. |
 As the sun rose he was the only one standing - of sorts - and so he decided to go exploring... |
 ...the wasteland at the back of his residence that led down to the flood plain and main drainage culvert. |
 Here he found more friends who, later that day, he would have no memory of. |
His adventure, unfortuntately, was a dreadful mistake, and, on the discovery of the theft of his morotbike, would lead to him fiing a report with the police. | This, he would also soon discover, was a dreadful mistake and would lead to him owning two motorbikes! |
 Lost in the woods |
 Another day at the office |
 Another night at the office |
 Welcome to Barbados |
 All mod cons...power shower.. |
 ...and full bathing facilities |
 5.30am and time...for bed |
5.54am and still time for bed |
 Home in LA |
 View North |
 Fresh out of the crate |
 You could skid all the way down "Into... |
 We come in peace |
 Onboard camera 1 |
 Onboard camera 2 |
 Barstow bound |
 No shortcuts here |
 Life on the edge |
 Do they mean me |
 Looking back |
 Looking forward |
 Pale Rider |
 Never book a room with a rollercoaster |
 The day after the night before |
 We have you surrounded! |
 "Lights so bright, palm sweat, blackjack on a Saturday night" |
 The great blue tipped shark |
 It's getting windy |
 ...high |
 ...cold |
 ...and desolate |
 Butch woz 'ere |
 The real west |
 lookee here |
 ...its snow degnemit |
 Yeeha! |
 "We're on a road to ..." |
 You have been warned |
 Err, sky, mountain, snow, forest, grass |
 ...now with 10% lake added free |
 "sing in the words of the old negro spiritual..." |
 Reporting live from Teton... |
 Another day at the office |
 I was 'avin a fag when... |
 Local boating pond |
 Local stream |
 Do they? |
 Yes they do do |
 What, like the breakfast? |
 'e was a big geezer, about 64ft, slim... |
 20 miles of nad nudging nightmare |
 Yellowstone Canyon |
 Hey hairy dudes |
 "I feel the need, the need for speed" |
 Local speed trap |
 Lean, lean, lean and when all else fails, lean a little more |
 The new summer line |
 Watering hole, Wyoming style |
 Buffalo Bill and Co |
 There's no law against it |
 When ride through stream, get wet |
 Racing prohibited...right! |
 3,000 of you, 300 of us, it's massacre-O'clock |
 If I've told you once I've told you a dozen times, don't play with guns |
 Crow Indian reservation, dry in both senses |
 Crow territory, 2.5 million acres |
 Big, huge, gigantic, enormous skies |
 Dusk |
 ...of the third kind |
 Holed up here |
 ...breakfast here |
 ...dinner here at One Eyed Jacks |
 ...reasons to dine here |
 ...shop here at Abdullas place |
 Heavy metal |
 Black Hills Chapter of the Harley Owners Group |
 Heads you win |
 "we are the ...." |
 Classic Badlands |
 A road in the Badlands |
 A badass Badlands hill |
 Particularly nasty storm cell...headed my way |
 Nebraska |
 Pre-kill roadkill |
 Orange sky at night, ontological delight |
 ah, pwetty |
 Last light |
 End of first day |
 Aspen - cottonwood seed blizzard |
 Dr Thompson's place |
 They seek him here... |
 First and only sighting |
 "Up, up and away"...from Aspen |
 Pete prairie dog |
 Independence Pass...because it's...err, independent like |
 What good's half a breakfast ay? |
 "Well he's tellin' us this and he's tellin' us that, changes it every day, say's it doesn't matter.." |
 Veronica .... |
 "doctor, doctor, I have a strange swelling" |
 "you should take all of these...and then take your hands off my breasts" |
 "hey, I can fly" |
 Colorado speed trap |
 They don't call it Red Mountain for nothing |
 We could be sitting on a gold mine here |
 "Isn't it ironic" |
 "eezza Mesa round here, init peeps" |
 A 4x4xfar |
 "She said, ’faster, faster, the lights are turning red.’" |
 "Take me from this road to some other town" |
 "I walked 47 miles of barbed wire..." err, make that bottles |
 "...couldn’t drag me away" |
