Don’t call it a race, ’cause it’s completely different.
They ride around a race track, as fast as they can. But they’re not racing. Seriously.
The family and I took a trip up to New Jersey so my insane-but-lovable husband could not-race around the track there. They call it a “track day” and the folks involved have a lot of fun with it. So since the Sluggo and I had never seen it, we all borrowed a friend’s camper and made a weekend out of it! Woo hoo, summer!
It was nice to have a break. Very soon, I will post up some pictures of the new print I’ve been working on. In the meantime, here are some photos that Sluggo Shutterbug snapped around the race track. I think the dirty lense gives the pictures an appropriately surreal effect, how about you?
