The start line of my first race.
I was such a cute little bugger back then, I don't know what went wrong.
I've got plenty to write about with all that fun we had chasing gold in Yukon long ago as well.
The Brainstorm. It transported loads on the Yukon back then, in the olden days.
I can laugh about it now, it was a long time ago.
I dug into the box of slides labeled Central America and grabbed a handful.
Well I'm getting ahead of myself, and I can see this is going to be quite the undertaking. So I'll just dole them out here as required for stories as I go.