Back From the Dead I Come

Hello family, friends, and strangers. I have left my blogging post vacant for far too long. I really don't want that to happen again. My life has been like a milk-chocolate carousel ride in Willy Wonka's factory while being stuffed to the brim with Ho-Hos. Work is busy, family is busy, and I'm trying my best to make time for the things that are important to me like videogam.... err I mean family. In all honesty I haven't even been able to play games for more than a couple hours a week. I hate growing up! ):

I got back from my trip to Logan over the 4th of July. I rode the hog up and back and for the most part it was a good ride. My wife is staying up there with her sister for a couple of weeks so I was riding alone. I definitely put my bike through its paces on this trip. From badly overheating it in stop and go freeway traffic through Ogden (not to mention 100+ degree temperatures), to choking it for oxygen at 10,000 feet en route to Bear Lake, and finally riding into the teeth of a monster named thunderstorm/hurricane on a lonely stretch of road between Delta and Milford, it was definitely interesting to see how it performed. Overall I'd give it 4 stars out of 5. I'm getting it looked at this week. Something is definitely a little out of whack with the calibration.

There were some great moments captured on my trip to Logan. I will dispense them now:

Jessica's Niece Brooklyn at the parade. Popsicles were definitely in style.

Me looking rather dapper - kinda

Dad's pride and joy - Jaron

What a fox! Oh that's right, I married that girl.

Dad's little princess... pulling a face - Carmendee. I miss them all so much.