If this fucking hurricane holds out. It's been a while since we have all got together and just rode our bikes to the woods and camped with no particular plan. Wherever we see fit, we camp. If we find a sketchy roadside bar, hang out. If we catch a fish, eat it. See some water, swim. The only organized part of the trip will be to meet at the Dojo on Saturday. And maybe head north first. And maybe bring whiskey. Here are some photos of the regions where we will be.
