The following is a true story, only the names have been changed, to protect the guilty.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Urban Camp-Out


 Recently........ a few Imperialists and myself, got together for an overnight, urban camp-out in the great city of Lavender Town.
Break...hiding his bike in the mouth of the cave


WTF

It's an urban camp-out....so we rode through urban areas
  We gathered less than ten miles from the actual camping spot but rode around for a couple hours to make the riding portion legit. On our way we stopped off at a cave to do a little exploring, upping the ante of our in town adventure.
bikes represented....Krampus, Cross-bike, Pugsley....in the shadow...my Moonlander 


home sweet home ....for the night

 .A little after 7pm we arrived at our destination and set camp. The area chosen was in a beautiful setting next to a river, but filled with junk, some of which was very useful. Looking past the sea of pop bottles and other items that floated in, the amenities included a picnic table, garbage can, stone fire ring, table and chairs, as well as a viewing platform ( a couple boards nailed up in a tree).
Early morning view from my tent 

AF's tarp tent...fully enclosed , made from one 10x10 tarp , a stick, some small rocks and some twine....super awesome!


Apparently our camp ground is called "Peaceful Plaza"
 With all that it sounds like a state park camp ground...it wasn't. It was merely a bunch of shit someone probably rolled down the embankment and then gathered up to make an improvised hang-out.......in other words.......It was perfect. The four of us stay up way past our bed-times and B.S.ed around the fire telling stories and cooking. In the morning we broke camp early skipped breakfast and bid farewell.
I like to sleep in on a Saturday , but seeing the water like glass was totally worth getting up early 
       

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