The Shaman stirred from his slumber and said...
...nothing.
Sometimes, shamans do that. They just sit there and say nothing. And that's what Hedshaykin did, just sat there silently, chewing on his mushrooms. Whatever the reason for his silence, the WeSTOC Emeritus Council had to come up with something on their own. So, they wistfully started talking about the great Basque food they had at the JT Bar, the fantastic banquet food at CVI, the spas and hotsprings, the history, the entertainment. Some just wanted to go gamble again. A couple even mentioned the unparalled riding. So, we're reprising a venue again this year. We invite you to join us as we return again to the High Sierra. Experience the riding, the fellowship, and the fun that is WeSTOC.