During the summer of 1976 I was working for the US Forest Service on a survey crew in the Ochoco National Forest in Oregon. I saw many of the BC riders making their way between Prineville and Mitchell, Oregon on US 26. Our survey crew spent some nights at the hotel in Mitchell when we had projects in the eastern Ochocos. We met a number of bikers who stayed at the hotel or camped out nearby. It looked like a lot of fun, but I didn't get to make the trip until I graduated from college in 1980.