I can feel the cold seeping through my blankets lightly creeping into my skin. I sit up and open my eyes the morning sun gives me a gentle greeting. I dress myself and head for the door excited to see what smells so extraordinary. The adults are sitting by the fire I join them to see what stories they have in store for me shortly after we are all packed up ready for the first ride of the day. The beast I ride is a Honda Rincon 650 accompanied by an array of magnificent machines some brand new side by sides about 11,000 dollars apiece. We start are engines like the start of a great race. We head out one by one as we ride down the road the air in the hollows of the mountain cold air still lies, hitting my face every so often. We ride for hours
