I know you've met folks like them... people that you feel comfortable with right off the bat. That's Art and Linda. (or Skinny Bruno and Skittles as they are now fondly known as ) They drove all the way up from Missouri to ride some Michigan dirt. They even had to sample some up close. According to them, they have lots of rock to ride, but dirt is rare... and what's this sand stuff?? They have never seen a true sand whoop, and they both got to experience them this weekend. I know everyone will have more and better stories about the weekend, but I wanted to be FIRST! LOL You'll also have to wait until I upload all my pictures (I took a few, and hubby took a bunch). It was a weekend filled w/good food and good fun. John and I arrived Friday night. We got to hang out around the campfire and get to know Art and Linda a bit before riding in the morning. Stacy (NUN) arrived in the morning and we all went for an early ride together. The cabins are nice because you can access the trails from them, but you have some major sand highways you have to ride to get to the good stuff. Linda, having never rode sand, wasn't too thrilled. I, on the other hand, got plenty of opportunity to work on my whoops technique. I can happily say I can now ride them a LOT faster then previously. I can actually get the front up enough and roll through the bottom w/the rear wheel. COOL! Linda was having a lot of trouble w/the loose sand... it was challenging her a lot. I have been there and done that, so I can sympathize. She had one pretty bad get-off... a high-side that bruised her ribs pretty bad. We pretty much called it quits at that point for our morning ride and headed back to the cabins. After we lunched (Stacy's hubby arrived at lunch), the sky started blackening up... rain moved in. It looked like it would just be a short sprinkle, but turned into quite the gully-washer. We all holed up indoors (most napping) until it blew over. After it let up, we all suited back up for an afternoon ride (well, except for Jonathan... still snoozing, and Linda who was nursing those sore ribs). Cori and I opted to ride together and let the faster group take off and do their thing. Let me tell you, I think that was the most fun I've ever had on a dirt bike! Cori and I ride so close to the same pace (she can outrun me here and there... she has the bigger bike w/tons more power, so I pretty much expected it), it was really cool. I let her lead since she knows her way around the area. SWEET! Man she found all the greatest ORV routes... twisty, turny and FUN! The sand was soaked and there were fun puddles everywhere. Cori would stop at the end of a section and I'd pull up and we'd both have the BIGGEST grins on our faces. We just couldn't stop talking about how cool the sections were. It was just one of those days when you could get into a great rhythm and flow from turn to turn and ride smooth the whole time. WOOT!! When we got back, the rest of the crew was already there. They had a similarly great ride. Cori and I told Linda she missed the best ride ever. We talked it up so much she was eager to ride in the morning. Our Saturday night potluck dinner was wonderful! We had a great variety of good food. After dinner, we got a fire started then some of us walked up to the store. We came back w/stuff for s'mores and hobo pies, but most everyone was too stuffed to even think of eating more. The chatter around the fire was something I won't soon forget. What a fun group! Sunday morning dawned cool and overcast. Since it had rained some more during the night, we knew the sand would still be wet. Linda was the first one in her gear. I think hearing Cori and I talk about how much fun we had got her psyched to ride. We started as a group. The trail would start out ORV, then the single track MCCCT would branch off and parallel the ORV trail. We would split up there and meet back up at the next stop. We finally ended up splitting up completely, with Cori, Jonathan, Art, Linda and me riding ORV trails together. Since I rode behind Linda on Saturday and again on Sunday, I got to see how much better she rode. Man she was having a day like Cori and I had Saturday afternoon. She had a few bobbles, but saved most of them. The couple of times she did go down it was a lot easier (not hard crashes). She has a lot of spunk, and I have to give her a lot of credit. I don't know if I would have been back out there after the rough day the day before. Cori: Jonathan: Linda: Art w/his tools hanging out (rumor is he has 4... no, wait... not tools... it was... well, probably shouldn't say here on a public forum...): Jonathan without a camera in front of his face (though you have proof that more pictures will be posted!): We got back and the rest of the gang arrived shortly after. John had some issues w/trees and stumps thanks to a faulty rear brake... smashing his foot once and breaking the brake lever off completely the second time. Now that we are home, it's starting to hurt him pretty good. He's gimping around gingerly. Since he wouldn't be riding any more, we decided to pack up and come home. We packed everything, had a nice lunch w/the gang, and hit the road. Thanks everyone for a great weekend! Can't wait to do it again sometime!!