Def Leppard and Camping

Last week we got the opportunity to go to a Def Leppard/Poison/Cheap Trick show at the Shoreline. I of course got the hairband mullet wig out and made a Def Leppard/Poison T-shirt. It was awesome and there were a few others there that got dressed up as well.
Like this guy. I guess this was the only band shirt he had.

Crazy guitar with 5 necks. I was waiting for them to drag that thing out the whole time they were up there and then finally at the end...there it was.

My woman also had a fake hair extensions in that put her as a 10 on the hotness chart.

Here is our group

I got a lot of women that wanted their picture with me..,.so I obliged. Brett is laughing because he tried to pull me over about 5 seconds earlier.

On Friday we left for the Backpacking in the Sierras Trip. We took the bike.

Here it is.

At the trailhead there is a tungsten mine abandoned in the 60's, but kept in working order if the price of tungsten ever rises again. The trailhead was about 7500' and the pass we were crossing was a 11600. It was a very hard first day.

Looking to Nevada.

Nice views the whole way up, but about a million switchbacks.

Here is the meadow just on the other side of the pass. We camped down by the river in a great spot.

Here we are at the pass...very tired. Brenda is doing her best to keep a smile.

The next day we just went for a day hike to Merriam lake. It was about a 1.5 hr hike and a great lake to relax next to all day.
Our private camp with a waterfall in the background.

Very clear water with great trout fishing.

I caught 4 golden trout and it was great. The fishing in the middle of the day was not great, so I read a book for a while.

Brenda and I are blocking a great peak.

Great views everywhere.

On the hike out I threw my line in and about 5 seconds after it hit the water I had one...if all fishing was this easy. These trout were Brookies.

Brenda exiting the wilderness.

I noticed that the tread on the bike had dropped drastically on Saturday and wanted to keep an eye on it on the way home. We stopped at a gas station in Bridgeport and this is what I saw...Steel belts showing us that our motorcycle journey was over. With no services within 90mi we were SOL. A tow was over $500 for 90 mi and there was not an open tire place until the next day. Not good.

Kevin to the rescue. I called Schenk and explained our problem and proposed a solution of him picking us up in his truck (we were 3 hrs away) and then drive us home (5 hrs) and the go back to his house (1.5 hrs). He said he would not let us down and accepted. This is a true friend and I am glad that he helped us out. I don't know what else we would have done, but Kevon really came through and we will not forget it.

Here I am waiting for the great Kevin Schenk.

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