"Brettisms"

Keep coming back to this one as we are going to keep updating as we go. We are going to post reflections of our ride in two categories that are famous Brett sayings; Sucks to be you dude and Tres Buvez.

Sucks to be you Dude! (suks 2 b u Dooooooooood!) (This means bad like sucks)
- Swallowing locust in the locust storm at Lake Henshaw.
- Artificial fog and humidity caused by cattle farm and slaughter house.
- Descent down the Glass Elevator hairpins at 50+ mph
- Sharing a mattress with Scott Sherman breathing on my neck while his wife sleeps solo, peacefully on her own mattress
- Nightime Drivers (Sharon and Rick) as Hansy runs on empty and runs his mouth to stay awake all night.
- Riding haggard and worn in the middle of the night as Hansy keys the mike to the two-way radio and whispers sweet-n'-sour nothings into my ear just cuz he can't think of anything better to do.
- Bustin' your hump for a 50 mile 4,000 foot uphill pull to Prescott only to find that at the switch, rather than getting ready, Jay is busy contemplating the air conditioning in the motorhome and the residual wad of chamois butter in his hand - poor Hansy!
- Climbing La Manga Pass (10,255 feet) at 42 degrees rain/snow and someone turned off the O2.
- Arriving in Durango with little rest, ready to sleep in the RV and then getting the call to put the 3 remaining riders on the road for the rest of the night.
- Scott Forman getting a hold of the permanent marker and labeling all the kits with his initials - Scott those really were my underwear!
- The way some communities along this beautiful route allow their people to litter the roadways.
- Having to continue riding after arriving at Christmas Circle in Borrego Springs following the descent of the glass elevator and not finding the RV or transition team.
- The squirrel who decided to stare down Scott Forman on the stretch Montezuma Creek and losing.
- Getting your jacket caught in the freewheel on the descent from La Manga pass in the rain.
- Thinking that you are getting a terrible fever for the past several hours only to find that the thermostat in the back of the Suburban is set to 89 degrees.

Tres Buvez! (tray boo-vay) (This means good, like groovy)
- Riding through the desert in the the middle of the night in the headlights with the stars above.
- Watching Scott Forman's ass for hours in the headlights.
- Descent down the Glass Elevator hairpins at 50+ mph.
- Hansy! as well as the entire crew, Mark, Rick and Sharon.
- The finish line.
- Riding to Kayenta with a huge sliver moon hovering over our destination and shooting stars all around.
- Successfully accomplishing the goal of winning the four person team and qualifying for RAAM.
- Hanging it all out there for your friends, knowing that they are doing the same for you.
- No mechanical mishaps besides one flat tire at the start.
- Right off the vine grapefruit and a cooling pool in Congress, AZ.
- Riding through Monument Valley.
- Managing to scare off the turkey buzzards climbing the interminable road into Congress, AZ.