Laboring on a weekend...

 Most every Labor Day weekend seems to find us hanging with a similar crew in the mountains and uniting over a shared love of camping and riding moto.  This year we all went to Swan Valley, ID to camp and ride.  It was such a blast.  

Tom Horner, sending it!  I hope to be sending it like this when I am in my mid 40's!  

 Matt Happe gets shit done too well into his 40's!  

 The boys, stopping for a breather and noticing the Tetons way off in the distance.  

 And lil Chels, put putting along on her lil moto!  Here smile was ear to ear, I promise you!  

 The fam.  

 Yes, he is growing too quickly, the cliche rings true doesnt it!  

 Chris Passage on yes boys and girls, a brand, brand new KTM 2017.  Jealous!  

 Tanner gunning it through our lil slice of heaven.  

The Queens of the Dashman fan club.  Riley, Zoe, and Chels. 

TNR

The Tuesday Night Ride went north this week and had a beauty of a sunset, and limped home in the almost dark.  I love me some fall, but kinda despise the shorter days. 

Randoms

 Dash got to help mowing the lawn when we were back in Cd'A with Grams.

And then of course practice his kissing techniques with Steve when he got back home. 

Out on the lake

 So much of the culture of growing up in North Idaho is being out at lake cabins.  Luckily, growing up I had a bunch of buds whose families had really cool old school cabins around the lake.  We all head to Noah's parents cabin each summer for a couple day of utter fun.  

Most of, but not all of the lake crew.  Amazing to see the families grow over the years.  

 Boat only access cabins, no roads, means you better grab a nap if you are gonna play on the beach for three hours straight.  

 Enter aforementioned awesome beach!  

 Dash has been up before the sun the last few weeks.  If in the right spot, I dont mind at all because I love watching the world start its day.  

 Completely priceless moment each summer sitting around a campfire with childhood buds shooting the shit and laughing.  

 Speed boats, house boat, wooden boat, SUP's, and an aluminum boat.  Fully covered for any needed adventure.  

Already stoked for next summer boys! 

Home!

 The yearly trip in the summer up to where I grew up is always one of the bigger highlights of our warm months travel itinerary.  It is so awesome up there, seeing friends and fam is great, and, well, the water is a hell of a lot warmer up there then in Wyoming lakes!  

Chels and Dash, swimming at the beach in downtown Cda.  

 Dash the lifeguard.  Visiting back home always makes me nostalgic for the place.  It is super rad.  

 The beach bum.  

 The backyard sanctuary that is where I grew up.  

 Dash didn't know what to do with all the room to roam.  

And friendly dogs to hang with. 

Where there is smoke, there is fire

 I am afraid to report I think the fires and smoke have officially settled until it snows.  I hope that I am proven wrong, but there has been a ton of wind, no rain of late, and a lot of fuels.  There are fires all around the valley right now and the mass of smoke came in yesterday and was pretty brutal today.  

Last nights TNR was a bit rough on the lungs.  

 Seems pretty rare that we can look directly at the sun in life.  

 Chels and Dash normally accompany me over to the start of the ride.   Last night was the first night of practice for some of the soccer teams in town.  It was pretty damn funny watching Dash walk out onto the field and take the balls away.  

 Scooping rocks.  

 Thinking he is pretty tricky no hands'n the water bottle all the while taking one of moms essential oils.  

 Just before the wall of gross hit town.  

Yep, he really does smile this much all the time. 

Just a day at the beach

 The Dashman hanging at the beach, playing in the mud.  

 About as much of a beach as you get here in the 307.

 More moto.  Shannon shreddin.  

Matt Schiller, been way too long since I last got go ride moto with him.  We figured it out, it had been 4 years!