Thursday, January 6, 2011
Ashley had heard a rumor about an old biker in on of the tiny towns that had an amazing old chopper so we tracked the old man down. turns out he lived across from the bar in this little town and was happy to let us look at his amazing bikes. We fed him some beer and heard some great stories and about the history of the two old chopped harleys, he drew us a super shit map for directions to a camping spot way up in the woods. We either got lost or the map was the ramblings of a madman but we ended up in a huge clear cut area and it was getting dark. most of the dudes sleep in hammocks and this terrain would not work for them so we came up with a plan to split up acouple doubles i had and ride until we couldn't.
We ended up at this great spot and lit up a fire, ate some beef jerky and drank and drank sitting around the fire. Curtis wouldn't stop talking about el caminos and was waving around a machette so we sicked him on this big tree. We taunted him into cutting the tree down with his michette and told him there might be an el camino in it for him. Soon enough we all took turns on the tree and coaxed Andrew out of his hammock to deal the tree the final blow. its amazing how well evergreens burn.
we continued like this for another two days and toured the area. too many stories to tell