One week!

A box filled with stuff for the trip.

5 YEARS!

Thanks for everyone who came out and enjoyed the party with us friday night. For everyone who m missed it, hope to see you may 19th, in Copperopolis!

The Worst So Far!

Alright, you might not agree with what the president is doing, or with what the previous president did, and I'm not going to try and convince you otherwise. My point here is, while I was on every single one of my tours to Iraq, I didn't sit there and belittle the president at his job. And to be completely honest, I didn't have time to fucking cry about what decisions he might be making halfway around the world at home. I was fully focused on my brothers, who were out on patrol with me every night, and determined to accomplish the mission at hand.
I will defend my fellow Marines pissing on dead Taliban, speak up for them when they are afraid of talking about suicide, and give them a dollar if they become homeless after returning from war. But this is it for me. This mother fucker, Marine Sgt. Gary Stein, a weather forecaster (?!?), has been talking shit about the president of the United States. And this is where it might be necessary to ignore certain tones of racism for some people. But why in the fuck are we at war while this mother fucker, who is on active duty and should be supporting troops in the line of fire, has the time to dedicate to talking shit about his commander in chief on his facebook page!?
For some reason, my brothers and myself were able to keep our mouths shut, and fight for our lives and nation, while we still lost almost 20 brothers to the evils of war. What the fuck ever happened to this idiot? A rainstorm interrupted his tanning session?
You have a fucking job to do, and while you update your status online, Marines are dying.
So I ask, don't give him an other than honorable discharge, give him another job. Something that takes more skill than starring at the sky all day. Dust off your rifle, load your magazines, and go do something for your country and your fellow Marines.
That is what has always been great about the Marine Corps: while everyone complains about insurmountable problems, the Marines adapt and overcome, and accomplish their mission!

Fucking Clown Shoe:

Some of our vehicles after being blown up by IED's

Sunny and warm

Going to be good weather this weekend, hope to see everyone ride out for the party!

5 YEAR ANNIVERSARY PARTY!

I know, I know, how have these guys made it this long without being engulfed into a greasy ball of fire?!?

Well believe it or not, its been 5 years of glorious trips, thousands and thousands of miles of blacktop (and dirt trails), and countless bottles of whiskey and 50 weight oil.

Come out and celebrate with us! Email us for directions, two hotels within walking distance.

Hotels:
Gold Lodge 

480 West Stockton Street, Sonora, CA 95370

(209) 532-3952 ‎
Days Inn Sonora

160 S Washington St, Sonora, CA 95370

(209) 532-2400
deathtrapsmc@yahoo.com

Clarification

It all made sense in my scrambled head, but everyone else what asking me what the fuck did that mean? Don't do two illegal things at once. Example: speeding while intoxicated, or doing a wheelie through an intersection, with another brother on the back with no helmet on, while intoxicated. Not that that has ever happened, just an example.

We're just illegal anyway, so having more than two of us around... ah fuck it, now it doesn't make sense for me either!

One from the Road

Vegas

Disturbing Reality

I found out recently, that a Marine that I had served with towards the end of my enlistment, committed suicide a couple of weeks ago. This is that other side of the spectrum that I was talking about a couple of months ago on the blog. Veterans unable to cope with life after the war.

I then read about statistic, that every DAY, 18 veterans commit suicide. And that 79 more, try. The truly ugly side of war.

Words of Advice: Don't do two illegal things at once!

Well, two of us need to go then!

Thanks Ben! A little nicer than the ransom note flyer!

A little more comfortable with a sissy bar

A couple from all over

 France, Indiana and Texas!

 Thanks for the pictures Yvon, TBone and Ben

One from the Road

Torrito and Astrid

Updated the website. A little slimmer, without events that happened a year ago!

Chopper Campout 4

Same deal as the last couple of years: camping on site, live music, and possibly tattoos again. But most important, its a fucking party! Drink and camp at the same place, no one has to sneak past Johnny Law to get to their tents. Hope to see everyone there!
Address:
Old Corner Saloon
574 Main Street
Copperopolis, CA 95228
209 785-3311

There are some rooms there, but it is limited. 

www.oldcorner.com