Sounds like I missed a good time, and the conditions in the forest were excellent as well. The BAP crew put in about 30 or 40 miles out of Kelly's Pond. Still a good amount of face slappers, and as always woops and roots, but the dirt was money. We had some ass-hat come and tell us at 9:30AM to have some respect for the "people still sleeping" after we fired up the bikes to give them a morning warm-up. I tried to be nice about it, but Ron chimed in and said that it was 9:30 and if you weren't awake already, it was your own damn fault. The guy came back a second time a little while later and Brett pretty much told him to STFU and get the F on. The guy didn't come back a third time. Then later on, Derek went missing during a ride, so Brett and I turned around and backtracked only to find him back on the trail bullshitting with some hunters who were in desperate need of some serious dental work. They warned us that it was opening day, and that other hunters might mistake us for deer and shoot us. The funny part about that is that they were dead serious. At that point, I kickstarted my bike and left in fear of having redneck-inbred-brokeback-stupidness rub off on me during further conversation. Derek stayed for a few more minutes of "stimulation." Anyhow, good day of riding.