Night Riders.

We had walked back to collect our bikes.
The ache to ride was nagging and we were impatient.
We had taken the shitty Wal-Mart bike and made Dustin a steed worthy to roam the streets with Lucille and I.
With Chi-Chi the Silver Wolf and Lucille along with Dustin and I, a backpack full of beers, a lifted sense of mind and the cool evening air we began our journey and blazed towards downtown.
South Temple took us to Main, which we cruised down relentlessly. No stops, no prisoners.

We doubled back from 400 S. back to 200 S. and made our way to a particularly pretentious bar.
We, however were not there for the shitty looks, we were there to feast.
Outside this particular bar, on most late Saturday nights, I find my favorite food truck in this whole city.
I showed Dustin the ways of gourmet burgers, hot dogs and fries.
We feasted upon these delicacies and some incredible brews for fuel to continue our ride.

We headed back into the city.
We took another trip down Main. I fucking love riding up and down that street.
We met with my girlfriend at Wasted Space to walk her home.
We had also acquired a new riding partner, Kevin.

With girlfriend home, a few more beers and a bit more clarity we left my home and made rounds at the bars.
Not stopping, only riding by to ring our bells and shout at patrons outside.

We slithered our way through city streets to Liberty Park.
We drank more beers and bullshitted for awhile. Kevin had to leave around 2:30am.

Dustin and I made our back into the city once more.
U,  a now empty, Main Street.
Past parked cars and meaningless traffic lights.
Signs and the occasional oblivious, white-girl wasted couple.

The streets were ours.
We took up whole lanes. Two Lanes. The wrong side of the road.
All of it, abandoned and left for us.

3:30am we headed home.




Life is very fragile.
If you have the chance to make friends, if there is someone you want to make friends with my suggestion would be to do it. Regardless of your comfort levels, your inhibitions, your pasts and your presents and your futures. Step past them and embrace those people. It's worth it.
A year ago I realized this, and a year later I have been reminded.