Sturgis 2019 - Our Campgound and home away from home!
Once upon a time there was only 2 exits into Sturgis. No big deal.. unless its Bike Week and there are over 500,000 people trying to get onto those two exits. A few years back a local told us of a backway into town, through roughly 9 miles of gravel. And rarely any traffic. While we dodged the rain that had just taken over the Black Hills before we got there, we did have to do a little mudding to get our destination. But there was no traffic! LOL
We rolled up to our camp, registered, said hi to all of our annual friends and rode off to our camp spot. Only to find people were already in it. We considered asking them to move, but figured that would be rude. We thought about being obnoxious neighbors to make them move. Again, that would be rude. So we settled on a spot near the usual set up. There's a TRAILER in our spot. :(
There was no picnic table, and since the camp wasn't full yet, I walked across the street and drug one over to our spot. Turns out it was a good pick because it had our names on it from years past!! It was meant to be! The names are a little weathered, but we were sure to fix that before leaving!