As for the camp, the level of organization is reminiscent of the military. Mike Norton has all of the routes in his Garmin. Acting like a general, when Norton says a ride rolls out at 9am, everyone is clipped in at 8:59 yelling for the last guy to get his shit together. Groceries and meals run smoothly with all of us sharing cooking and cleaning duties. In other words, we are keeping it tight.
Then I considered ordering this for dinner
We arrived at the house and I set up shop. This is my bedroom dresser.
There was climbing. Not pictured is a gloating, victorious Mike Norton who rode us off his wheel on the climb.
Signs like this are all over the South. Notice that the hikers are shot multiple times.