so yeah, it's obvious to me 'n' vanilly that none of the so called stompaz showed. i have to say that you truly missed an all time best event. The thursday night SS ride was a cemetery crawl through town and into the night, culminating with a stop at Mr Smilie's grave. ( Mr Smilie had been collecting and repairing bikes for needy folks for several years in Durango. He died last year, and the local riders have taken over his collection, donated piles of usable and fixed up bikes this summer, and have started the new bike collective co-op which will be rolling in strong come next summer. ) finals that evening included the traditional thursday SS pub crawl. Friday nite was the premier of two videos following the KDUR Hop-off. The first was a tribute to Durango Devo, the local rider prep club, the only of it's kind in the nation. The second (the headliner), was the Mallethead premier, a documentary of bike polo and the scene. Both were over the top homemade films, with excellent film quality, music, and of course comedy galore, not to mention some sweet riding. Post films was a late nite at Colin's new pad, which has to be seen, and is definitely the hot spot of late for riders, drinkers, artists, crackpots, and the like. That brings us to Saturday morning, which came much too early and had us all meeting up, dressed up, and rearin' to to ride all day. The post below has a good video montage, and what you don't see, you would have had to be there to believe. Something like 47 riders, as far flung as Tucson,San Fran, and Portland. But you're right, it was too far to come over from Carbondale last weekend.... ANYWAYS, good riding, camaraderie and the like all day long, interspersed with PBR and High Ten, go figure. The finish, well, um, finished, then mass ride to town, where we all split up and napped, ate, whatever to get ready for what?, another nite out? So there we were, at the Summit, free admission with your race card, to see four bands, two of which had come in from the West coast just for us. Awards, music, booze, repeat. Something like that. As for me, I was lucky enough to have a flight out at 6am the following morning, so I was glad to be in bed by 2am. Sunday was a bike polo tourney, which I sadly missed, but would have been a good end to one of the best experiences of a lifetime. But you're right, it was too far, you were too tired, and Goddammit, nobody made it out to the Doper tour...... Yes, yes, good excuses all around, I suppose. I wouldn't have wanted to share the fun anyways. But you fuckin missed it. Anyways, as some sort of consolation, I do have a picture of my trophy that I made for the event, which is also a lamp, and I spent a good part of 10 or more hours making it, and it was up for grabs, but now, NOW??, it's a prize for next year, when it will be handed down, brought back from it's perch upon Scissom's shelves, to be re-donated to the Rally. Because THE DEAD WILL RIDE AGAIN, and if you know what's good for you, you'll be there, 'cause you only live once.