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spring 2010, north
park campground, talladega, alabama
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this year, i drove up to the race.
thursday and friday were great, until the rain started friday evening
and lasted until saturday evening. apparently, tornadoes, damaging wind,
hail, and inches of rain reigned havoc around the state. we got off
relatively easy with just wind and rain. all saturday events were
cancelled. sunday was wonderful and we worked in two races. it was a
long day, but worth it.
we had many more visitors this year, several of which promised to send
in pictures. to them i say, thanks for stopping by, now
send in your damn pictures!
can you answer the question of the weekend: "Who's Pinker
Brown?"
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other's images updated 05.01.10
 it's go time.
blake is sure he's going next year.
 departed.

i seem to catch at least one hauler on the way in.


set up and weekend ready.


 it just takes too damn long to
drink beer right from the can.

this guy stumbled in to listen up close to 'metallica'. he returned the next day
with moonshine.


 remember kids, never play around
with food preparation equipment without proper adult supervision.


even girls like to cornhole, although they still tend to be all mouthy and
stuff.


steve, your ride is here.




red thought she was on mitch's team and cheered every time he scored.
 the three stoogettes.

matt re-enacts 'metallica' guy.

campground rule #24: all jeff gordon paraphernalia must be covered in order to
protect the children.
 catching flies.




grabbing some rest before the rained out tent festivities the following day.

they take down the huge flags. do they know something we don't about the weather
that cometh?
 these drunk guys help the flag taker
downer guys.
 the black bus is black flagged.



 any excuse to see some righteous
boobage.

matt does a double beer bong.

bit ya'.

visitors are always welcome. who are these
people?



who are these people? l to r:
'amp' hat guy, crippled fingers guy, lots of beads guy, mitch, matt, guy in
between matt and dean, dean.


the rain was on and off for 24 hours. suck!

 matt dreams of one day owning such
an awesome truck like that brown and tan one.

the police ordered
"all tents need to come down".

screw that.

 do i look bored?

our cheesehead neighbors.

 and then a bit of sunshine on a rainy day.


 all boob models on degabus.com are
18 years of age or over.



that's some good shit here.



don't ask. maybe he lost a bet.

on the other hand, she never complains, never talks back, never says no, does
not want your money, isn't hooked on shoes, let's you play your music loud,
let's you go out whenever you want, doesn't care if you bring home other blow
up women, is always ready, likes all your friends, doesn't care if you leave the toilet seat up, won't drink your beer, won't
wreak your vehicle, and is easily hosed off and
deflated for storage.



bagpipes sound best when being smashed with an accordion and a banjo.


our wisconsin buddies dished out rum soaked gummi worms.







yikes.

double yikes.

finally, the rain is gone. time to pick drivers and see two races.

on the way to the track, we see this guy resting up for the race.
 his woman joins him for some welcome
rest.

home sweet mudhole.

"go on, bobbi sue,
git on outside and play in the yard with those other kids".

 l to r: dean, matt, mitch, gary,
bill, steve, mike

camp neighbors. who are these people?
l to r: white t-shirt guy, injured leg guy, third guy from the left, black
t-shirt guy, cooler's too big to take into the track guy, guy all the way to the
right.
 it's a long haul to our seats.
 was later seen passed out in the
stands.


 mitch snaps a cell shot and
sings, ♪ these are a few of my favorite things ♪.







the last supper.


fresh french fries and onion rings.


the 2010 family portrait. l to r: matt's
ass, steve's ass, brendon, vienna, mitch, rookie steve, jay, dean, red, gary,
kneeling john, bill, mike, rookie shane. missing: laura and rookie jim.

as the degabus pulls out of camp, the 2010 spring race event has concluded.
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