Well it seems some of you guys have been quiet lately but I got up Saturday morning and my buddy came and picked me up and off we went to Stoddard Wells. We pulled in the area, looked around at all the rocks and thought about the last time we were there, watched all the pit squids racing around, and pulled back out onto the freeway and headed up to our favorite place, you know where. As usual, a few campers but never saw another bike on the trails all day. Tried to make our way over to Fremont area and the Memorial but it sure gets confusing when you get out in that desert. No matter, just out riding that terrain for the day makes it great no matter where you end up. Next time we try for the Memorial again.