Two friends.
One mountain.
Born from two friends who grew up riding logging roads in the foothills, Northridge is what happens when you stop treating the mountains like a weekend escape and start treating them like a workshop. We built it the way we'd want to spend a weekend: trails on one side, a clays course on the other, cabins in the middle.
How we got here.
The honest version. Not a brand story, just the order things happened in.
Two friends on logging roads.
Two friends from North Georgia, both raised inside a Saturday-morning drive of the property, start talking about turning the family land into something more than a deer lease.
The land gets dug.
First trail cut, North Loop. A second-hand RZR. A friend with a chainsaw. Most of a summer.
The build stalls.
Life intervenes. The website goes up with a Spring 2024 opening date that never quite arrives. The land waits.
The reset.
Back to the project. Same idea, same property, sharper plan. This is what it looks like.
Answer the call of the wild and just get dirty.
That sentence has been on the homepage since day one. It's still on the homepage. Everything else changes.
The land is real.
The trails are cut.
The fastest way to understand what we're building is to come out and ride. Half-day is plenty for the first trip.