So much going on, so little room on the internet

Even though many of you may picture us face down at our desks/in a wet ditch/at the proctologist, the fact is that lots of things are happening at Surly HQ. Our irons are in so many fires that one blog post cannot begin to cover the spectrum. Still, we shall try.

First up – a video.

Our uncle loaned us his Betamax, an old Panasonic shoulder-mount video tape recorder, and a Casio and we’ve been turned loose on a world of moving pictures. Now, we’re hankering to share them with you. Our initial foray into this new medium sheds light on our quiet, but ever so useful product – the Junk Strap.

 

Next – things that haul.

You may be aware that our trailers, Bill and Ted, are now widely available to the bicycling public (that’s yinz all.) Behold, a thing you might do with our trailers.

Iowa City's leading visionary entrepreneur, Matt is hauling his flapjack business to the farmers market on his Bill thanks to the fine folks at the Broken Spoke.

Here's an early test with the fuel bits:

Send us a stack or two, ok? And get some haz-mat placards on that sucker.

Do you have a Bill? A Ted? What the hell are you getting done with it. Send us the skinny and we'll share it.

Third – a thing you should attend.

In addition to the Gravel Metric, which will be held down in the Illinois come May 29, you might also find yourself driven to join in on this little hotness. Our man Jake is in charge (at least that's what he told me) and he's organized enough to have reminded me three times to send the box of schwag. That's a good thing. We might box up T Money and send him to yonder Boulder to make sure things go south.

D – stuff we did and took pictures of.

Recently, Phil Raitt and myself were lucky enough to roll out to the Fruita Fat Tire Festival. Phil snapped some photos and I have included some here for your enjoyment along with commentary from myself. I hope they find you well.

1. This shot accurately portrays a lot of what the weekend was to be - foreboding clouds and sleeping in the parking lot of a Mexican restaurant.

 

2. Fruita's trails are spectacular - the jerk bags who ride them are suspect at best.

 

3. Just look at it for a while - get lost in Chewey's chest hair.

 

4. This guy won a 1x1! Great job guy! I'm angry for some reason. His skin seems to be pulling off of his skull. Either way, successful schwag drop.

 

5. We waited all weekend for tomorrow.

 

6. They allow jerks to do karaoke. Yes, that's David Allan Coe. The locals love that shit.

 

7. Troll plus Colorado's harsh and ugly wastelands.

 

8. We did some of this...

 

9. Had some of this...

 

10. Then had to rush here:

 

11. The Sunseeker was a tough old bird. Even got us through this Western Nor'easter without a hitch. You'd be surprized how well these things whip parking lot shitties.

 

That's all we have for today. Thanks for reading this far. I put a lot of pictures in, so you wouldn't have to sound out too many words with your gape-mouthed awkwardness.

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