What's up eh? Well, last weekend (July 8th and 9th) I went to Round 5 of the Canadian Motocross Nationals at my home town's track, Moto Valley. I brought the only friend who shares a passion for motocross with me, Carly. So we got there f-in' early on Saturday and watched ALL the practices haha. Yes, I know we're dedicated..and proud of it. Then, around 11a.m, we were stopped by this guy who asked us to be Trophy Girls. We were definitely down for it. So Sunday rolls around and we get there at 10a.m. sharp since we had to meet some guys who were going to tell us what to do. We walked to where we were supposed to meet, and they immediately start giving us all this free stuff. C.d.'s, stickers, autographed posters, shirts...it was sweet. Then they gave us these huge Royal Distributing shirts and told us to cut them up until they were "revealing". So we did that, and I think in the end, they turned out alright. I'll post a picture of us wearing them and standing with the sexy Dusty Klatt...yea baby. After that, we were pretty much treated like V.I.P. I felt like such a moto-slut haha. Between races we walked by all the tents, checking out everyone's bikes and whatnot. Well, once people knew we were trophy girls, things changed. One of the Suzuki riders hit on us for literally 10 minutes, and gave us Suzuki hats haha. He was hot..I enjoyed myself. Then some guy working with Kawasaki asked us to take a picture with his son (who motocrossed), and the kid wanted us to sign his jersey HAHA. The whole time I was thinking, "kid..we're nobody's, you're going to regret this". And then the Kawasaki guy was asking me about riding and I told him that next year if I do have enough money to ride, I'm going to be a privateer. And he was like, "ohh no, we'll hook you up and Kawasaki can sponsor you." I was like...sweet, too bad I hate Kawasakis because they're jap-crap. Then, for the FINAL race of the day, I got to go into the pits and take close ups of a bunch of the riders, and then I went on the track for the entire race and got some sick shots. The only downside of it is that all I have right now is a 55mm lens. Anyway, this is getting lengthy so I'll start talking about the end of the day. Carly and I left the guy who we worked with, Mark, our email addresses and phone numbers because they said they were going to hook us up with a bunch of Joe Boxer stuff. And they're sending us a dvd of the broadcast of us on stage (apparently it's going to be aired on 35 channels worldwide). After that, Mark took us around to meet a bunch of the racers. We met Roy, and Klatt (if you couldn't tell, I'm OBSESSED with him), and Mesley..which was Mark's racer. They were all sweet, especially Roy haha...he's awesome. Mesley invited me back to his hotel room hahaha. Then we left, and Mark called me a few hours later inviting us out for supper with a bunch of the mxers. Well, we went..and couldn't find the f*cking place because the East End of our city is f*cked up. I was so angry. Then Mark called me back later and I told him what happened, but by then they were heading to the bar, so we didn't bother driving across town again. But yeah, that was my amazing weekend. We started out as the only girls there who actually came to just watch motocross, and left as Trophy Girls haha. I never thought thats how it would turn out, but it was awesome. Anyways, I'll post pictures...check them out. Peace.
Me, Dusty, and Carly (July 9th)
