Once a year - and always in February - our motorcycle "gang" rides over to Lake Okeechobee for a weekend camp out. But this year we came up a little short on membership, and now we're down to just the four of us.
Fuzzy - the local boy, who catches and cooks our big Saturday evening meal. And catches us all up on all the politics.
Pete - our leader, who gives out fine tech support, good stories - and cooks up our Sunday 'cowboy' breakfast.
Geoff - the rambler, who knows just about every motorcycle rider that ever was. And remembers them all.
Then there's me - the one whose's always in charge of the fire and somewhat responsible for keeping up with all the roaming wildlife.
We all shoot. Some drink and smoke, some chew, some don't. But we have stories - and we all laugh.
Pete's new "dream" bike that he has always wanted and now has. Photographed on a bright moon-lit night. His newly purchased - 2008 BMW 1200 GSA.
5:30 am - getting the morning fire re-started.
some of the typical roaming wildlife. Always friendly and accommodating.
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