Yep, I'm Back... and Recovering

I'm not fully recovered though, emotionally, mentally, soberly, or physically.

Here's a photo from the trip. (You can click on these for the larger image if you really want to be grossed out.)

And another one.

Yes, that's my arm. Sometimes a horse does what you tell it to. Sometimes you tell a horse to run faster. Sometimes the horse is secretly named Gringo Killer and doesn't much care for the weight of said Gringo on his back. Sometimes the dirt in Mexico doesn't feel so good when you fly into it at 20 mph.

More tales to follow. Right after this important message.


This is Funky, and that is all.