It's been a rough year and half for most of us. I get it. So when Overland Expo decided to go ahead and do their series this year I was stoked. I have volunteered for the past couple of years and did the same again this year. I saw that they had an opening for a Social Ambassador and I jumped at the chance to do it. I needed to meet certain criteria to get to posted to the position, which I did. I was going to Overland Expo East! I was allowed to bring along one person with me so I choose my good friend Jarrod. As the date grew closer I began to get the adventure trailer ready for the 7 hour trip. I had taken it on longer trips before without a hitch. In fact I had just taken it in July to Lexington Ohio for AMA Vintage Motorcycle Days. The day finally arrived and I was off. An hour out of town something went wrong. I felt jerking in the trailer. I pulled off the highway and found that a wheel bearing had blown apart. I was stranded.

I called a tow truck to get me and when he showed up he was an overlander too. We talked and I told him about the trip. There wasn't much he could do but get me home so back I went. Once I reached home I put the twins to work helping me move the RRT, awning and rack. I also had to take all my gear out of the trailer and move it into the FJ. Then move the Yamaha TW200 off the trailer and onto the back of Ol' Flora Jean. I decided to get a few hours sleep and headed out at 2 am to Arrington.

The trip was uneventful other than the constant rain. I keep myself going with coffee and a stead diet of trucker songs on my playlist. Thank you Dave Dudley and Red Simpson. When I finally got to Arrington it felt like coming home to the gathering of the tribe. I got settled in and started on social media trying to round up other Overland Bound members to camp close. By the evening people were rolling in at a good pace the hopes of having a repeat of the camping situation we had in 2019 began to fade because the venue would not allow us to camp next to each other unless we rolled in together. But that didn't really matter. We gathered a good group of people together despite the challenge. Scott a OB member from Florida had been touring for a few weeks and was able to camp right next to me, on the other side I had left a spot for Jarrod and his Lexus GX. By the time Jarrod arrived the camping around me was full but he slide right in with no problems.





was testing a new set up with a Overland Vehicle Systems 270 Awning. I had it mounted on the trailer but because of a $40 bearing I had to change some stuff around. We were right next to a fence that divided the vendors from the general admission campers. That thin plastic fence couldn't hold the vendor's back. They saw us with our charcuterie board full of venison, olives, cheeses, exotic mustards and other delights as well as our copper cups of Kentucky Mules. They couldn't help but tear down a section of fencing and join the party. As the bourbon flowed and the board was restocked we looked forward to the weekend because this was only Thursday night. When the propane fire pit came out so did the other campers. At it's height I counted 15 people. We had created our crew of revelers.

The next morning I made breakfast from left over pork tenderloin from the night before and Bloody Mary's for anyone who came by. With the hole in the fence we now were next to the path of least resistance. Jarrod and I decided to go and check out the vendors. It was a wonderland of ovelanding and offroad products. Jarrod works at a shop that uses a lot of Dobinson products so going to meet them was a top priority. I have been testing traction boards and wanted to pick up a set of Maxtrax. Other items just seemed to fall into our hands along the way. Blueridge Overland was one such place. The have a bag for just about every aspect of overlanding. I walked away with enough pouched to cover both of the backs of my seats. Moto suppliers were in great numbers as well. being a motorcycle guy myself this added a extra layer of fun.

We finally made it back to camp after walking the area and settled into making dinner. Lunch had been some quick BLTs but Friday night was going to be Pulled Venison Street Taco night. One of my passions is entertaining and when you can combine that with overlanding you know I'm in heaven. Even though I would never consider going to a festival overlanding the tribe was there so it was time to get down to business. I had pre cooked the venison for 12 hours so it was beyond tender. I had made up a slaw mix with a little apple cider vinegar, chopped some cilantro, scored a good feta cheese and found a very nice cilantro aioli to finish them off. Of course the tortillas were grilled on olive oils to just the right balance of crispness and tenderness. Kentucky Mules were at the back door bar once again. Made with Woodford, ginger beer, ice, lime and mint it makes a killer cocktail. Piot Noir was the wine of choice along with vodka and a few other mixers. We were set up for the evening. The fire pit came out again and the guys from TRUKD Racks came over for a few drinks and good conversation. We were up late into the night discussing products, overlanding and the future of the industry.

The next morning saw us up for a breakfast of venison omelets and of course Bloody Marys once again. We hit the vendors again to spot stuff we missed the day before. There may be a pattern here. We decided to hit some of the classes that were happening. There was lots to see and take in as we wandered in and out of the tents. Classes ranged from entry level basics of overlanding to more advanced recovery courses as well as motorcycle skills. Because we were working as Social Ambassadors for the event we couldn't test our skills on the course but we were able to see some great instruction happening.
We hosted an afternoon cocktail party in the campground with a few more Kentucky Mules. It was a good thing we has brought 4 liters of bourbon because the Woodford got polished off. We headed off on the TW200 to the moto party, which is alway a blast. The food was great as well as the music. We ended up hanging around with them the next day as well.
The night ended with more bourbon and more stories of adventures finished and ones yet to come. The propane fire pit drew people in like moths. The later it got the more people showed up. As a regular attendee of AMA Vintage Motorcycle Days I have seen and planned many big camp parties. This one was nowhere near as rowdy but was a nice change of pace. Often overlanding can get lonely when traveling alone as I often do, so meeting with the tribe is often quite refreshing even if it ends in a hangover.
Sunday was a day to clean up, pack up and hit the trail. We made one more spin around the vendor area talking with the new friends we had made. We made it up to the seminars and caught a few last minute sessions. Hitting the food trucks was nice at the end of the weekend. There are a lot of events I attend every year and this is one of my favorites.