We woke up to a morning mist on the rim. Coffee to warm our bones and watched the sunrise burn the away the clouds sitting inside the volcano. We surfed down some single track until we got back onto the gravel and flew down a steep descent with incredible time.   Then came the grind….

We arrived late Thursday evening at Fork Rock. Loaded the bikes, and rode off into the desert looking for a good place to camp. The moon was so bright we rode without our lights, set camp on top of a bunch of cow patties and passed out. We set out late morning, the roads gradually…