Once a year a ragged and equally rowdy group of mountain bikers gather in an area of the national forest, other wise known as “Foof Town.”  A group of 40-plus riders started rolling into the “Mallard Duck” at approximately 10 A.M. Thursday, greeted by Appalachia’s finest camp site director whose only two rules for the camp ground were: 1. Do what you want, and 2. Have a darn good time doing it. With…