Studly Cacti

Studly Doright grew up riding dirt bikes along the banks of the Canadian River north of Amarillo, Texas. In his youth, most weekends were either spent there or at a local motocross track. He was quite the dashing racer in his day. This past week he, along with a few family members and friends, returned to the Canadian River for a couple of days of adventure riding.

But it’s been a few years since Studly plied his skills riding at the river, and the bike he’d intended to ride, the lightweight Kawasaki KDX, wouldn’t idle correctly, so instead he rode his backup bike, a much heavier Suzuki DR 650. By the second day of riding, the weight of the 650 became a liability, and he crashed a few times. Studly isn’t accustomed to crashing.

To add insult to injury, one of those crashes landed him in a cactus. In the photo below, he’s engaged in removing cactus needles from his glove. Ah! Good times.

He said it took an hour to get all the needles out.

Peace, people!

Cacti

can’t beat the cactus
it’s too prickly for fair fights
bad ass assassin

  

desert sands shifting
swirling endlessly around
saguaro cactus

  

there is beauty here
among the needles and pain
more than sufficient.

Ok folks, this was a decidedly un-Christmasy post, but the lowly cactus needed some love on this December day. Give it up for the cactus!

Praying for Eyebrowz Copyright 2015 by Leslie Noyes.