More than 20 annual treks, with a wide variety of guys who have been in the various groups.
As many as 16, as few as 4 (4 is a pretty good number, actually)
Even though they are all friends, long time mostly, there is always one guy that never quite gets with the program.
He is the one that grabs a book and a beer while the rest of us set up camp
The one that has an urgent mission after dinner when dishes need to be done.
The one that is always headed back into the gas station for "something" while everyone is gassed and ready.
We have one, in particular.
Guess who left his hand in the door when our leader closed it?
Yep, took the tip right off.
He once somehow led the pack coming out of a Bakersfield gas stop as we were headed south, and turned right (North) on 99.
He is the guy that refuses to pass anyone between Camalu and Los Pinos. Even tractors and bicycles, just trudges along.
Great guy,
but always there is one.... |