After all of these years, I have yet to write words; all of the words or at least some words, on that commemorative website that they've set up for you. Or have they set it up for "themselves"; for all of us that you've left behind, your allies that have since gathered to celebrate your brilliant soul.
Surely while roaming around the afterworld, you'll come across this post and realize that that bright light that you've shone on this world won't be put out on our watch.
I've created this video a few years back, while we awaited a possibility to gather again to celebrate you; after COVID showed up and ruined all of our plans. Hopefully you've seen that video by now, an humble common mortal's offering. Just know that your mother didn't approve of you swearing in it. I sure hope that they have killer tracks, 4K+ and surround sounds up there in the clouds, where you've relocated.
We haven't forgotten about you yet Mr Kris Fenske. My favourite memories of you will forever remain those countless amount of days & nights that we've spent roaming around Los Angeles, eagerly discovering new taco trucks and sweet looking tequila bottles, while rating the days' sunsets from behind the comfort of our handlebars.
Video by Drea Morin (that's me). Thanks for watching.