firecracker22
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- Oct 23, 2000
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Man, I love this sport. Today we were supposed to go snowboarding but since my friends are all fair-weather riders, we didn't due to yesterday's rain. To me, BAD snow is better than NO snow.
So, instead I headed out to the ORV park, since it wasn't actively raining. It poured all day yesterday but today was relatively dry. It's still cold--like 40 ish--but not too bad. I was told the ground was frozen, but if so at least the top 6 inches isn't because traction was actually great. There were some slick spots but the dirt out there is pretty sandy so it doesn't get too snotty. There were patches of snow but nothing more than 4 inches deep, and it was soft enough that it wasn't slippery.
Well my riding friends are fair weather riders in dirt biking as well as snowboarding, so I loaded up and headed out there by myself. Now don't flame me; the ORV park is fairly open, if somewhat large, and I always see a few others out there. The riding is not technical at all--the hardest part are the sandy hillclimbs.
Well, it turned out to be fairly busy. When I got there, I ran into the guy who fixed my radiator (Thanks Mark of Beck's Radiator!) and his friends, all nice people. Then I met some more I'd met at a previous race. The dirt biking community here is small, as I am sure it is everywhere else, and if you meet someone you haven't met or seen before at a race or bike shop, it's fairly certain they will know or be related to or have crashed into someone else you do know.
We rode for quite a while and while my arms kept pumping up and my bike wasn't running perfectly, I had a great time and I was not as sore or tired as I expected. I only hit the ground twice, neither major. I had a great time running through the berms carved through the trees and hammering through the many many (many many many many) whoops. I made it up every hillclimb I attempted, and the one I did crash in I turned around and nailed it the second time. Overall, it was a great day.
It's days like these--when you go out in less than ideal conditions and it turns out great--that really make you remember why you ride. Other riders are, 9 times out of 10, helpful and kind and courteous (and sometimes cute too! ;) ) and the feeling of riding even in 40 degree weather is like nothing else.
So, instead I headed out to the ORV park, since it wasn't actively raining. It poured all day yesterday but today was relatively dry. It's still cold--like 40 ish--but not too bad. I was told the ground was frozen, but if so at least the top 6 inches isn't because traction was actually great. There were some slick spots but the dirt out there is pretty sandy so it doesn't get too snotty. There were patches of snow but nothing more than 4 inches deep, and it was soft enough that it wasn't slippery.
Well my riding friends are fair weather riders in dirt biking as well as snowboarding, so I loaded up and headed out there by myself. Now don't flame me; the ORV park is fairly open, if somewhat large, and I always see a few others out there. The riding is not technical at all--the hardest part are the sandy hillclimbs.
Well, it turned out to be fairly busy. When I got there, I ran into the guy who fixed my radiator (Thanks Mark of Beck's Radiator!) and his friends, all nice people. Then I met some more I'd met at a previous race. The dirt biking community here is small, as I am sure it is everywhere else, and if you meet someone you haven't met or seen before at a race or bike shop, it's fairly certain they will know or be related to or have crashed into someone else you do know.
We rode for quite a while and while my arms kept pumping up and my bike wasn't running perfectly, I had a great time and I was not as sore or tired as I expected. I only hit the ground twice, neither major. I had a great time running through the berms carved through the trees and hammering through the many many (many many many many) whoops. I made it up every hillclimb I attempted, and the one I did crash in I turned around and nailed it the second time. Overall, it was a great day.
It's days like these--when you go out in less than ideal conditions and it turns out great--that really make you remember why you ride. Other riders are, 9 times out of 10, helpful and kind and courteous (and sometimes cute too! ;) ) and the feeling of riding even in 40 degree weather is like nothing else.