Postby bikerdick9 » Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:14 pm
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Guy at the counter says to Nessie, "So you're heading to the city for a while?" "Yeah going to visit family for a week or so. That muddy mess after the big rainstorm washed out the dam for the pond is more than I want to deal with now. Got a bulldozer lined up to rebuild the dam in a few weeks." "Well have a good trip Nessie"
As we walk out the store, Nessie says to me "Have fun camping up there at Joe's place. The biker campouts are pretty good parties. Just be careful wandering up those creeks and ponds." "Some are OK and others are just deep mud bogs", she says with a knowing look on her face.
I load up my groceries and head up the road. Checking the mirrors, I see her heading down the road in her muddy Unimog.
An old weathered sign points the way to Joe's campground, along a creek through the woods, then over a rise. Cresting the hill I see a meadow with some tables, campsites and a couple creeks running into a pond. I stop at the house and pay for a weeks camping and get a copy of a hand drawn map of the campground and nearby area; then ride back into the meadow to pick a spot. No one else here, so I pick a spot at the upper end of the meadow under some trees and near the creek fork. Camp is a quick set up, and so it is time to explore..
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