By Jody Weisel
I have conservatively been to more AMA Nationals, Supercrosses and Grands Prix (and, yes, that is the plural of Grand Prix) than any one person deserves to enjoy or, in my case, endure. I know that isn’t something you would complain about, but you have to remember, I don’t go to Pro races to enjoy them, hang out with my buddies, tell John Ayers jokes and eat food out of Team Kawasaki’s ice chest. This is my job. I’m working. Back in the days of 35mm Fuji film, I had to shoot 35 rolls of film during a race this was in the pre-digital era. Back then, I couldn’t see the photos I shot on the spot. When I shot the “Let Broc Bye” photo, I didn’t know whether I really caught it, if it was in focus, or if my F-stop was spot-on. I had to drive my rental car to the airport, catch the Sunday night red eye to Los Angeles and develop the film in my home dark room before I was sure. It didn’t help that I only had six frames left on my 35th roll of film when Keith