Custom 4-wheel off-roaders, buggies, ATVs, dirt bikes, whatever these intrepid Michiganders can cook up. Wheeling them hard through the dirt around a curve, a jump here and there, up and down the hills. Gasoline in their veins, what a blast.

You don’t get there by accident.

Driving. I pass Good Hart and then Cross Village. M-119 drops off and I keep going. The road gets worse. It’s one of those Michigan roads everyone jokes about. Cell phone service dies away, and Google Maps goes into offline mode. Come to a stop sign. Take the left onto N Lakeshore Drive. Surrounded by dunes on the right and the lake on my left. There are no designated parking spots. There’s only the craggy road. Pull off. No concession stand. No bathroom. No lifeguard. There’s no one here. There’s a party store that sells beer four miles away on W Sturgeon Bay Road.