The parking lots were filled with an odd assortment of RV's, trailers, tents, bike carriers and commercial semi-trailers. These traveling tin boxes were often manned by a couple of old guys sitting on lawn chairs, swilling ice cold beer and tending a Weber BBQ whose constant smoke curled lazily above the gathered tribes.

Nyla and Bandit grinning and a bit sunburned, welcomed us with Jack Daniels shooters and stories of their adventures so far. They had Talked to half the vendors at the event. Nyla was photographing the bodacious babes and sweet scoots. I said, "I guess that means I photograph the horny old tarts and grizzled old coots." Scooter volunteered to scout out the territory, he said he'd find Nyla some bountiful babes to photograph.