Whiskey Throttle

10/15/08

Issue 6, as well as a special something we have planned for the NDMA banquet, finally got uploaded completely this morning and, man, it feels great to have this stuff wrapped up. We’ve been working on these two projects for quite a while and it just feels nice to get them off to print. As long as all goes to plan at Richtman’s, look for Issue 6 to be at your doors by the end of next week. You’ll just have to come to the NDMA banquet to see what this “special project” entails, but let me tell you, it’s SICK!

It seems like I just wrote the last one of these! When BK and I decided to grab fourth gear and plow into this Grass Roots project, I had no illusions of it being an easy task. I had a good idea of how much work was going to be needed to satisfy the perfectionist tastes of the two of us. What I didn’t really dwell on too much was the amount of time I’d be spending on this project and the number of canker sores I’d see popping up in my mouth from our little moto mag. After just over two months of working on Grass Roots I have settled into a nice sleeping pattern similar to that of a new born baby. Though I may be losing a widget of sleep here and there, I wouldn’t want it any other way. Grass Roots has been a long time coming for the Mon Dak region and, as Ricky would say, “I’m super pumped” about it. However, Brandon and I haven’t been alone in working on GR. We’ve had a ton of help from everyone around us, and here’s a great big thanks to you guys! I recently hit the pavement again to check out the Sandbox Arena for some riding time and some recon work for an article that you can look for in Issue #3. The whole trip got me “super pumped” about riding my dirt wheeler again and when I got back I found myself pouring my energy, full throttle, into GR again. All of the work and time that has gone into making Grass Roots a reality has been worth it. We hope you enjoyed the first issue of GR and continue to enjoy our evolving Grass Roots project.

JF

When I was growing up I was what I’d like to think of as a fairly talented kid. I’m sure if you asked my parents they would just say “I’m so full of crap my eyes are brown” but that’s just how they roll. I played a few different sports and did mediocre at most of them and I did and still strive to do well in school. But one sport in particular caught my heart and still holds it to this day. Motocross is what you could call my first love. As I’m sure hundreds of other stories have started before, my motocross life began when my parents bought me a beautiful white and pink Yamaha PW50. As I jumped on it for the first time, with my brown mullet flowing behind my helmet, I knew that I was destined for a life in motocross. As I’ve come through the age classes and had a million laughs and smiles doing it I’ve realized that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life. Most people can agree that we motocrossers have a common bond that breaks down all barriers and can help us relate to anyone who shares the passion of throwing a leg over the saddle and twisting the throttle. GrassRoots is just another way for us to get together and keep in touch with our motocross brethren. I hope you enjoy our little moto adventure and here’s looking forward to slingin’ some moto bull with you soon!

JF