This country bunker just happens to rest underneath high-tension power lines, but the real energy is actually inside the place. Regulars crowd the bar and engage in spirited conversation or taunt one another across one of the bar's four pool tables. Cowpokes, bumpkins, and blue-collar types mix with bikers and 20-somethings spinning around the checkerboard dance floor to the music of local country bands. Maybe they come for the live music, the rowdy karaoke nights, the nickel draft night on Thursdays, or possibly the sassy-yet-friendly bartenders. Whatever the reason, Wild Hogs is a lively joint with not a single sullen barfly to be seen.