Interbike 2008. I fell asleep waiting for everyone to move their asses and woke up to find they'd left without me. Luckily Garrett Scobie had a phone on him. They were at a bar down the strip called The Griffin. After delaying the inevitable with dumb thoughts of an early night I set off. Garrett said it was 10 minutes, so I pictured it somewhere near Circus Circus...after walking for over an hour I called Garrett, he meant 10 minutes in a cab and I was still miles away in a sketchy part of old Vegas sometime in the early hours. I arrived to find a 16 year old Joey Calderone outside wasted, Shane Rieder asleep in his own vomit, Mike Miller working his way through the cocktail menu, Jon Edwards leaving with some girl who gave him $200 of gambling chips, a bunch of people younger than me with full sleeve tattoos, and Jon (IMG's accountant) and Garrett propping up the bar like a couple of veterans. It was the only time I ever met KC Badger and he seemed like a good dude. Here's his bike;
For all the people asking for the 'fire engine' red parts (see KC's wheels).....those are coming this Spring.
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