When I was in high school I had a Husqvarna 430XC, and we'd go riding almost every weekend. My old man would have me and my brother load the bikes in the trailer on Saturday night, and Sunday morning we'd meet up for breakfast with a dozen other bike guys and figure out where we were going. Back then, we could unload the bikes at the fairgrounds in Shelton and ride all the way out to Dayton Peak and back without any problems. We'd go down to Bend and race the High Desert 100 every year, and camp out up on the Little Naches river every summer and ride bikes all day and fuck off around the campfire at night.
That fucking bike was so fun to ride. But it's a young man's sport - unless you want to be half crippled by the time you get to my age, so I kinda gave up riding when I had young kids and had to pay for all the riding shit myself. I'd sure like to climb on that bike again and see if I live through it.
When I was in high school I had a Husqvarna 430XC, and we'd go riding almost every weekend. My old man would have me and my brother load the bikes in the trailer on Saturday night, and Sunday morning we'd meet up for breakfast with a dozen other bike guys and figure out where we were going. Back then, we could unload the bikes at the fairgrounds in Shelton and ride all the way out to Dayton Peak and back without any problems. We'd go down to Bend and race the High Desert 100 every year, and camp out up on the Little Naches river every summer and ride bikes all day and fuck off around the campfire at night.
That fucking bike was so fun to ride. But it's a young man's sport - unless you want to be half crippled by the time you get to my age, so I kinda gave up riding when I had young kids and had to pay for all the riding shit myself. I'd sure like to climb on that bike again and see if I live through it.
When I was in high school I had a Husqvarna 430XC, and we'd go riding almost every weekend. My old man would have me and my brother load the bikes in the trailer on Saturday night, and Sunday morning we'd meet up for breakfast with a dozen other bike guys and figure out where we were going. Back then, we could unload the bikes at the fairgrounds in Shelton and ride all the way out to Dayton Peak and back without any problems. We'd go down to Bend and race the High Desert 100 every year, and camp out up on the Little Naches river every summer and ride bikes all day and fuck off around the campfire at night.
That fucking bike was so fun to ride. But it's a young man's sport - unless you want to be half crippled by the time you get to my age, so I kinda gave up riding when I had young kids and had to pay for all the riding shit myself. I'd sure like to climb on that bike again and see if I live through it.
When I was in high school I had a Husqvarna 430XC, and we'd go riding almost every weekend. My old man would have me and my brother load the bikes in the trailer on Saturday night, and Sunday morning we'd meet up for breakfast with a dozen other bike guys and figure out where we were going. Back then, we could unload the bikes at the fairgrounds in Shelton and ride all the way out to Dayton Peak and back without any problems. We'd go down to Bend and race the High Desert 100 every year, and camp out up on the Little Naches river every summer and ride bikes all day and fuck off around the campfire at night.
That fucking bike was so fun to ride. But it's a young man's sport - unless you want to be half crippled by the time you get to my age, so I kinda gave up riding when I had young kids and had to pay for all the riding shit myself. I'd sure like to climb on that bike again and see if I live through it.
I thought that was a chainsaw company?
Yep. And sewing machines. And the logo is actually a view down a rifle, with the barrel and front and rear sight profile on top. I've seen a Husqvarna bike, sewing machine and chain saw, but never one of their rifles.
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Maybe the dope ass halfpipe I helped my friend build before I lost touch with him for ten years and he died of a heroin overdose.
Maybe goldeneye
When I was in high school I had a Husqvarna 430XC, and we'd go riding almost every weekend. My old man would have me and my brother load the bikes in the trailer on Saturday night, and Sunday morning we'd meet up for breakfast with a dozen other bike guys and figure out where we were going. Back then, we could unload the bikes at the fairgrounds in Shelton and ride all the way out to Dayton Peak and back without any problems. We'd go down to Bend and race the High Desert 100 every year, and camp out up on the Little Naches river every summer and ride bikes all day and fuck off around the campfire at night.
That fucking bike was so fun to ride. But it's a young man's sport - unless you want to be half crippled by the time you get to my age, so I kinda gave up riding when I had young kids and had to pay for all the riding shit myself. I'd sure like to climb on that bike again and see if I live through it.
Bad golf clothes
Retro is all the rage.
Gold jacket. Green jacket. Who gives a shit?
They had like 2 albums afterward and no one cared
Plenty of better emo bands