The next morning we all met up at Skye's place where my favorite scooterclub, The Hard Luck S.C. from St Louis had spent the night. A bunch of them still looked pretty shit faced. We took the scooters to all meet up at Sportique . By and by everyone was showing up. They took us for an awsome ride starting at the Denver Bronco's stadium out to the mountains... THE MOUNTAINS? That meant going up... far up. And believe me, it went up high. Miracoulously none of the scooters broke down and no accidents occurred.

We all know what we love about the bikes and the ralleys. We quickly made it to the Mountain look, where we could hang out, enjoy the sun, and chat away for a little bit. A Honda Helix and a Heinkel also made their way.

After that came the descent. The TS1's and the souped up bikes took the leed. Phil anounced a 3 mile 6% descent. That was a blast racing down that road... We went to a little biker pub at the foot of the mountain. The ride out was so well organized, Phil knew it was going to rain between 4 and 6 so we were inside, served food for free and drank huge Margharitas. We didn't completely make it out of the rain, so everyone dressed up in trash bags that were handed out by the locals. We went back to The state's capitol (which was at exactly 1 mile above sea level) and then took off.