Evel Knievel died last night… he was one of the few childhood idols I had… looking back, it was probably more because he was a cool daredevil and I was 5, but nonetheless I remember my early career ambitions included “motorcycle jumping” largely because of him. Oh, that and the extremely cool crank powered car that purposely broke into a kajillion pieces when it hit a wall (lower left).

In any event… Evel was a maverick in the best sense of the word, and I’d like to think I’ve lived up to the aspirations of my toddler self in some way. But there’s no way I’m trying that Snake Canyon thing… even Evel couldn’t make that.