The Passing Of Another Friend And Thoughts On Mortality – Updated

Mike Bell’s shop-sponsored Husky broke during a Carlsbad CMC Pro moto and he was pushing it off the track. A long-haired, 250 Junior got behind him and helped push the bike back to the pits. Mike was appreciative, said thanks to the guy and flashed his famous smile. I was around 21 years old so Mike would have been 17. I never imagined that we’d be friends the rest of our lives. In hindsight, it is not surprising. Almost all of my long-time friendships started out on a motocross track.…