Not the news I was hoping to come home to
Logan was a good guy and I enjoyed wheeling with him each time we got the chance. From "his" local rock garden to the "holy land" it was always a pleasure.
I'm glad we crossed paths not too long ago and I hope he was leaving home for school and got to spend time with his family before the departure.
I cant imagine anything other than him smiling down upon us from the 'hard lines' of heaven.
In the first pic he's tackling an 80 size hole (as in roof deep) on 31's.
Then I bought his 4'' springs and he proved you could drop a slee 6'' inch from its perch with the military 38's and the poor mans three link. I'll never forget chasing a spring down Kodak rock and rigging a vise grip zip tied to the panhard fix for the broken brake line.

all circa 2006
Young and dumb and having fun, to the very end

(those that know logan know thats a compliment)
I used to laugh at some of his post but he always made me remember a high school professor's favorite quote of mine
“If at first the idea is not absurd, then there is no hope for it.”—Albert Einstein