Our circles continue to expand, as do the grins on our faces. Still, I feel a sharp sting riding past standout trails that now have a red sign marking their closure, or worse, an entire area fenced off to OHV use. That said, we are seeing places and spanning gaps we would not have had the ability to see on any other type of vehicle. The voice inside me keeps repeating, “This is way too much fun to be legal.” National forest to BLM to municipality, highway to byway to trail, we own it. Or, I should say, we share it with a select few. You are invited to join the party, and while you’re at it, let’s push the motorcycle manufacturers to make more agile, large-displacement and license-able dirt machines. The wilderness awaits.