'The Man' appears to be out in force. Whatever, I say. Lest we take heed to the occasional encroahments of The Law on the High Country, 'tis much easier to just go around, and plumb the depths of the record books and the millions of rides and dig out some juicy bits that haven't seen wheels in a while. This, is the wealth of restriction and the joy of redirection. So, OSF's (open space fucks) I will not confuse you with the OFS (one fucking speed). You are temporary. We are permanent. You drive in. We hike in. You need trucks and tools. We just need feet and creativity. You can take a trail or two, but you can never take our imaginations.