One rainy day in May, as many a day was, me and Lulu took a trip to Peterborough. It's the furthest North I'd been in 10 years or so. Maybe more. However a sea of trucks were awaiting us, including monster trucks and motor cross bikes races so the mission North(ish) had to be made.
First stop? The motor cross bike show!! Gotta get our red stripe on first...
Fly high, young shy walker...
Me and Lu under a truck, just to give you an idea of scale.
These bad boys are a girls dream. We were so all over them.
Look at dem gleeming rims man.
Yes you do look like a bad an up in that seat Lulu.
Some glamourous artwork. Gotta keep ya wheels FRESH.
And last but not least, some of the smaller fellows who part took. They ain't got nothing to prove. They're happy with what god gave them it seems.