Well the track project is hitting some major snags and the result is some SERIOUS cost overruns. I mean huge. To the point where I had to consider shelving the whole deal. I would be left with a supercross pad with dirt piles on it and a
totally jacked up pasture.

“If you build it they will come…”

I talked to everyone involved and everyone is amazingly generous and cooperative. The track builder will hump it double time. I have very generous angel donations. Everyone working and wanting the same thing. The kind of camaraderie that makes me love sports. We are all wanting it to happen so I am going to figure it out and push on with the project, personal finances be damned.

“If you build it they will come….”

Every cent I have will be gone….expenses will continue to pour in….but I will be able to stay home more since the riders I work with can ride at my place at least some of the time instead of me being gone all of the time. That is all part of the dream…work from home.

“If you build it they will come…”

Well, somehow, I will build it. Just like the movie Field of Dreams I will do it no matter what happens to my bank account. Maybe
the bank will come out just like the movie and warn me about losing my place. Maybe Joel Robert’s ghost will come visit. Maybe some old school GP guys on Maicos or Huskys will jump out of my woods and blitz my sand whoops. They will roll up to me, pull thier aviator goggles off and ask me with a bewildered look, “is this heaven??” I will look around at my track, grin ear to ear and reply “no, it’s Harwood, Texas.”