I have a thing about backpacks. When I say that, it means I’m always looking for the perfect backpack, one that I can use for everything, no matter the destination or packing needs. Of course this doesn’t exist, like talking unicorns. In my quest over the last several years I’ve accumulated an unnecessary collection of bags. Some have been re-purposed from other uses, some were specifically bought for moto-use, and some were just experiments or a free bag for when I needed something quickly. Read on to learn more.
Backpack Evolution
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Another company holiday means I was able to sneak in a ride. I’d been hitting 
I was thankful to get out and away to ACH and clear my head a little bit 
Shitty month at work. Dreading going in every day, just waiting for the next email or phone call telling me about everything I’m doing wrong. Their lives are hollow, they think all this shit actually matters, blathering on about partnerships, work-life balance, and all the other insanity that fills my ears like ash. And all I can do is close my eyes and day dream about open roads, cold beers, my girls, and good friends. 
Every year the Colgins go out on a New Year trip. This year it was a return to Ocotillo Wells. We did a hike up the Borrego Palm Canyon trial, I had to carry Jacki some. We did 
