The sun started to set on Saturday night a thing I was very familiar with until I realized the time was 1130 pm and I could still see without a flashlight. The Sun hardly sets this far north. We all talked around a fire and kept each other interested, comparing services and the unique memories. Next morning I awoke and beelined it to Travis’s trailer where coffee was brewing and sparked a conversation with his wife who was a medic in the Airforce. She had served 6 years and met travis also a medic while he was in. Both of them have been riding dirt bikes as a way to release stress and hang out with other members with this hobby. It almost seemed like half the group was active duty or veterans at this point, a happy statistic that I like to see. We all get along like a second family, there for one another.