Dear True,
What's the matter with these people? Why don't they meet in Las Vegas? Or Sturgis? Why not pick a site more compatible with their hobby? They drive noisy, gas fume generating, tippy little doodlebugs. They want to bring these noisy, smelly, hazardous (to themselves, thankfully) machines in great numbers to a pristine, quiet wilderness area where they hope to roar around disrupting other people's peace of mind and polluting the air. Why not ride in the National Cathedral or the Library of Congress or some other place where quiet is the norm?
The majority of the rest of us are here for the quiet, dammit.
Pam Dorris
Lutsen
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