Three years ago, myself, Loo, Bloch, Jeff, Karl, and Wyatt got together in the fall to ride Windrock. We had more fun that anyone has ever had before and for notorious reasons the occasion was dubbed as the Meth Mouth Festival. Skip ahead to last Thursday night.

Loo, Scuba, and Matt traveled from New Orleans to my place last Thursday with hopes to ride Windrock over a 3 day weekend. Needless to say the tomfoolery started right away.

We got in some good riding on some near perfect dirt conditions at Windrock. Matt had never ridden any other bike other than his dirt jump bike, so DHing at Windrock is a HUGE step. He did awesome and has some natural talent. I look forward to seeing him again. Scuba Steve was hoping to ride his new Turner Highline but unfortunately crashed and injured his left knee on his first run. Luckily the Meth Festival is much more than riding, so Scuba had plenty to look forward to. And of course I always consider it a banner day when I get to spend it with Loo. My first and bestest E-friend. Matt Wiz joined us late in the day for some shuttles as well. Too bad he could stay all weekend.

Friday night the rest of the crew started to filter in: Geritt, Ziska, Karl, Jeff, Wyatt, and Bloch.

Good times.

Loud music + Beer + morons = Man Dancing

You da Man!

Tarvis

Porn star cameo.

Saturday and riding came early. The riding was great. It was so awesome to have such a large crew to ride and hang with. Most of the time its the same handful of locals on the trails. So I was super stoked to have so many rippers and pinners riding the trails in huge groups.

After riding we adjourned to my house for some football, beer and shananagens. I can’t really explain the actions in the following pictures, but all I know is I have some of the best friends anyone could ask for.

I can’t say too much on such a public site about the late evening festivities, but needless to say we had a dam good time.

Here Geritt tries to disprove the talent of a well known East Tennessee entertainer whom the event is named after. The majority of the party goers still say its natural talent.

Interesting story is that Wyatt got a life-time ban from Windrock by ET, Windrock’s local sheriff for horseplay on a pit-bike in the gravel parking lot. So he had to play the outlaw and hide from the law. Hence the disguise.

In summary, no one got too injured and we are already planning next year’s festivity. See you fellas in a couple of weeks.