A yearly event for some years, starting at Fawnskin up at Big Bear Lake. Cyclists had to race across the Mojave - don't know if I-15 existed then. They had to stop for gas - somewhere - then rush on to the Nevada Line. And when they got there, guess what? They all had to ride back to pick up their vehicles left at Big Bear!!! Such a life, I should tell you.

Eventually too many motorcyclists wanted in on the fun and the EPA or someone complained about all the clouds of dust they raised.