I grew up in Chelsea, just south of Hell by half an hour or so. Had never heard of Hell until I took a wrong turn after dropping my lil' sister off at a friend's house, and, all of a sudden, "WELCOME TO HELL" Yeereeahh!

When I got my motorcycle, some years back, the first out-of-A2 trip I made (except to my parents' house) was to lead my biker housemates to Hell.

Really, Hell is a biker mecca all the time, not just on 6/6/06. If you're paying attention, on a summer weekend you can get to Hell just by observing biker density and following along...
Murph | 06.09.06 - 1:59 pm | #

Actually, according to one of the pictures, Hell is a 1 1/8th horse town, since you can see the ass of the horse next to it. You can't fool us.
hi | 06.09.06 - 2:56 pm | #

I always expected to see you in Hell Dave.. I am glad I helped you along that road in the past..
Todd | 06.09.06 - 9:01 pm | #

Every time I get cocky and think I'm a brilliant writer, all that is required to humble myself is to read one of your pieces such as this.
Drover | Homepage | 06.14.06 - 3:45 am | #

Yeah, this one should definitely go in my future "Best of Dave" book, available at a Borders near you.
Dave | Homepage | 06.15.06 - 3:52 pm | #