Well, that was a hoot. After a 6 month hiatus from camping and riding......a most enjoyable weekend.
We had about 8 or 9 riders show up. Riding Saturday was awesome (thanks to ITSAGS), and the campfire banter was, as usual, heard around the entire campground.
Capt. Huggie and I rode up Friday AM, after a brief stop at ITSAGS's place. We stopped at Giant Buger for dinner
, then rolled into camp to find Golden Taco, his buddy, DanTroop and Bernie. We made a night of light drinking for as to wake up bright and early and get on the road.
Saturday morning we had a light conversation about the fail/awesomeness of ObamaCare,
and how there is a direct correlation between pirate population and global warming.
ITSAGS showed up and we took off
up Hwy 104.
Up to Alpine Lake
Over Ebbets Pass, and down
I took this holding the camera backwards while riding
to Grover Hot Springs for a quick scout,
only to find Barfy and company departing from Markleyville. They Followed us
over Monitor Pass,
Through Topaz, Calif.
Until the fucking Marines showed up
Over Hwy 108, passing all the slow ass
Harley riding Pirates :ymca
who, that day, had NO CONCEPT of road courtesy, weaving back and forth so that there was NO safe way to get around them
Back to camp where, luckily, the campground was mostly empty, so that we could carry on as we usually do, singing songs about....furry motorcycle boots, the story of the scratching raccoons/ How Barfy got his name, watching ITSAGS get drunk
ect. It was....fucking HILAROUS
the shit we were talking about.
Sunday, we were packing up and 2 of the wee neighbor girls came over and asked if we were the noisy guys
who were talking all night.
H2OPumper was apparently a few sites down and told us we could be heard throughout the campground.
Ohh the HORROR!
All in all it was another great event. A HUGE thanks to ITSAGS for trying to find a good campground for us (to only be screwed over by a federal shut-down) and for leading us on saturday's ride.
As always it is MUCH MORE enjoyable to have ITSAGS (aka Gary) riding and drinking with us, and we would all agree that giving him a hand when he needs it is really no big deal.
Thanks for all who made it out, nice meeting all the new riders, and for simply puting up with all of the unknowns that made this event 'challenging' this year. As this was the first return to riding and camping since busting my foot in May, it was even that much more enjoyable for me.
Until the Spring Green Ride.....in spring.....