Motos In Moab, hosted by Juan @u2umotoRev, and Sethis @saltcitybuilds, was the most incredible event I’ve ever attended that’s for sure. I had no idea what to expect, I just knew I had to be there. So after a long process of getting my ’64 Chevy C10 road ready to make the 1500 mile round trip, I loaded up my ’95 Harley XL1200 Sporty and set onward to make my way there to get rowdy and dirty. And rowdy and dirty we got.

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I drove all through the night from Los Angeles to Moab and arrived at the designated campsite just as everyone else from all over the country was arriving. Parked, and instantly met up with a buddy that was already there as well as two other instagrammers that I was following. Got out of my truck, cracked a much needed beer, and began shooting the shit with everyone. I tell ya, its pretty cool seeing familiar instagrammer faces and finding out they’re really really good people. I have to hand it to instagram and the motorcycle community, I wouldn’t have even known about this trip if I hadn’t reconnected with a long lost friend @kristinlou11 after 18 years all because I happened upon one of her amazing moto photos a while back. But thats another story.

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The first night in Moab was ok.. the only thing that brought it down to “ok” level was the fact that the owner of the campsite we were at, Pack Creek, was a total asshole. He was not friendly to our kind and frankly did not want 150 bikers in his campsite. So I’m not exactly sure if he’s running some kind of scam there or what, but some “neighbors” called the cops on us for no reason at all. The cops came and told us “We don’t know why we’re here, you guys are ok and not being rowdy at all.” But that didn’t matter to Mr. PackCreek, no no no. He promptly gave us the boot the next morning, keeping all the money we had paid to be there. Scrambling to find a new place for 150 homeless bikers, one of our good biker brothers knew someone in Moab and made a call and secured us a private plot of land just outside of town.

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Going back to how cool the land owners were, lets just say this: One of his sons was collecting firewood for us… in a giant tractor. Knocking down old trees and breaking them up for us into a big giant pile. The pile was right next to a luscious tree, to which we said “Won’t that tree catch fire?” The land owners replied with a “Hell, just burn that too!” We knew this was all meant to be. All settled in, tents set up, beers in hand… everyone just let loose. Motorcycles firing up, revvs echoing off the canyon walls, dirt track racing around our Tree and the 20ft giant bonfire. The place turned into an insane cloud of dirt dust, laughter, flames, beers and cheers. Nobody could be happier, everything was perfect.

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Then… the flood happened. Oh yes, the Great Monsoon of Moab 2015. In the late evening of our first night at the new campsite, the rains came and gave us a nice dowsing. Our once bone dry spread of dirt turned into a shin deep lake of mud and muck. Tents were floating, bikes were falling over in the mud, people screaming, and puppies yelping. It went bad for a little while, but the pouring eventually stopped and beers began to flow once more. We just partied it off covered in mud and rain, moved tents to higher ground where possible and kept the ruckus going.

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Between getting wild at the campsite, and going on group rides.. each day was jam packed with moto goodness. Some of us rode the River Run Ride which was absolutely beautiful. Some of us did the Dead Horse Ride, equally gorgeous. There is nothing unattractive about the scenery in Moab. Everywhere you turn you’re looking at something amazing. To be doing it on a motorcycle just makes it even better.

Catch me and more photos from Moab on Instagram and check out a few shots below: