Bud “Coyote” Trees was born April 2, 1943, in the middle of World War II, in Wildwood, NJ and left there as soon as he could. After his father retired from the Marine Corps and spent a few winters in his native Indiana, his father realized why he left the frozen North in the first place and moved the family to Pensacola to take a job at NARF, NAS. Graduating as an Escambia Rebel in 1961, he joined the Army a few weeks later and, after Basic and AIT, found himself at Ft Carson, CO, where he acquired his first motorcycle (his father forbade his having a “murdercycle” when he lived at home). A fellow soldier had rotated in from Europe, bringing his Steyr-Daimler-Puch but, when his wife joined him a month later, he was forced to choose between her or the scoot, and Bud bought it from him (getting the better deal). He rode the mountains of Colorado, enduring frostbite, snotsycles and finally, an intervehicular altercation which totalled the scoot but left him relatively unscathed except for an Article 15 for not wearing a helmet. Fast forward a few decades of college, marriage(s) and (ugh) responsibility, and he found himself back in Pensacola in the early 90's. After two divorces and a a bankruptcy, the bug bit again and he acquired an '80 CB750K from a pawn shop, got it running again and rode it for around 150,000 miles. It was during this time that he given the road name “Coyote” for surviving some stupid decision or another. A few years later, he met an (unnamed) original ABATE Gulf Coast member in a titty bar and learned of The Cause. He first joined the hapter in February, 1997 and became a Life Member in 1999, holding various offices but being most proud of being Legislative Trustee and helping pass the helmet repeal bill. It was during the late '90's that he tired of finding out about rides and events after they happened and started The Coyote's Den on first, Geocities and later acquired the rights to TheCoyotesDen.com domain. Working at Academy Sports and Outdoors at the time, his days off were primarily during the week and he would ride from motorcycle shop to shop, getting fliers to post his info. Over time, the Gulf Coast Annual Planning Meeting was established and that, combined with the growth of Facebook, became the source of the information posted on-line. Finally, in 2020, he got tired and figured 20+ years was long enough to do any job and turned it over to a worthy, and younger, colleague.