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Gregg and Garrett Forsberg's dream of the Sundance Strip died when they could no longer get liability insurance. The Strip is dismantled and they leave this page so that every once in awhile they can dream about what could have been.
In the shadow of Old Sundance Mountain, just west of a little town by the same name in a territory called Wyoming, there is a runway on a long forgotten airfield where I-90 and Highway 14 snake together. In a sincere effort to see that bikers and the law get along, Beulah's Forsberg Family has leased 2200 feet of runway, along with thousands of square feet of hangers to be used as shade, vendors, beer gardens, and whatever else can be thrown in to the mix in order to determine who can conquer this drag strip. Only GOD, Judy, and Drew Hutchinson really know how many acres there are to this piece of heaven where this event is held. |
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1) If you're not here for fun, don't run |
HOURS: August 5,6, & 7, 2002 |
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| Directions: Take Exit 185 at the West edge of Sundance on the way to Hulett/Devils Tower
Sundance Strip is not a beautiful lady now as she once was but she will be. Those long time supporters of the Sand Creek Trading Post in Beulah know what Gregg's clan can do to a place. Give us a look this year. Stop by Beulah, (Downtown, of course) to get the story. We are bikers and want what is best for us all. Get on private land and not bother or be bothered. |
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