Man what a day. Could a person ask for a better day to spend in the woods with friends....I dont think so. :cool:
As I was driving towards Evart I was chasing a big storm cloud into town. The ground showing that this cloud was bringing rain. And right behind the cloud was Bright blue skies. Yep I was folowing a rain storm right to my trail. Its almost as if someone looked down at us and smiled today.
Arived at the trail head and there was TcTrailrider and another guy that I cant remember his name. But I rde with him last year at the fall Boon run. Next to show up was Cmore. Followed by Trevor on a KTM450sx. Last to show up was Godzuki and my friend Kurt.
We geared up and headed in, quickly finding our runing order. Cmore and I imediately wondered what got into Godzuki as he was runing at the front of the pack with Trevor. I asked Godzuki how he did at keeping Trevor behind him and he said "good untill my arms pumped up". To wich I naturaly replied "so then what did you do after the 1st 100 yards? :laugh: "
The woops out there are pretty big this spring. There are some really nice stretches in there but he woops are massivly deep. They sure keep you on your toes. Trevor, Godzuki and the Ktm200 fella were pretty much gone leaving the rest of us to dice it up. About 6 miles out we catch the front 3 at a rest stop were Trev anounces that he has a flat front tire and is heading back to fix it. He would try to hook up with us latter "as I sit there thinking if anyone can do that he can" :think:
I had to tell my tale of near disaster as something in the trail snapped my bars full lock and pointed my at a tree at terminal velocity. Just when it was lights out for the YZman my bars snapped straight and I skimed by gently clipping the tree with my handguard. Mental note remember to send Scotts steering damper's a thank you note tomorrow.
We take off again and I fall in behind Godzuki and try my hardest to push him. He would get away in the wooped out straights and I would real him back in the tight twisty's. We both finially had to stop as our hands were going numb and we were both breathing pretty hard. Godzuki has stepped up his game this year I can see. All this time laid off from work, hanging out at the gym is obviousely paying off.
At this point we made it around the top of the loop and were on the downward stretch. I came around a corner and it was suddenly as if I went back in time.........
I quickly snap back to the the present and watch as godzuki drops into a significantly dryer mud hole and moters thru with ease as did I right behind him.
Continueing on I had soon found myself having another flash back.........
I couldn't help but smile as I rode around the tree stump wishing I had brought a camera with me to share the moment with Brian.
We passed the memorial cross were a fellow dirtbiker passed away doing what he loved, riding in the woods with good friends.
Shortly latter we came up on the "rooty stairstep" and suprise suprise people have been riding it again. Its no longer blocked off. Cmore looks at me I look at him and we both smile and charge up it clearing it with ease. I am really starting to like this auto clutch a lot. It was much harder last time I tried it on my YZ400 I am sure of it :think:
And on we continued. We stoped and took a breather. Shortly after Godzuki came back to see what was up. Then who should come along but Trevor. He had went back to the truck, fixed his tire and blitzed back thru the trail and cought us. Of corse by this point his tire was flat again. But even with that handycap I still couldn't keep him in sight. I think he would just twist the loud handle harder to keep the front tire off the ground.
And so we continued back to the staging area. What a great day to ride. And what a great bunch of guys to share it with. A little small talk in the parking lot had Trevor talking about some older enduro rider that shows up at almost every race on an old Penton. TCT and I look at each other and both reply "oh you mean Ted" Tct and I retold some of our favorite youngsters exploits leaving Trevor just shaking his head smiling.
Man the last year or so I have noticed a trend happening with my riding that is disturbing. I am fine as long as I am on the bike and riding. But as soon as I get home and sit down, I look at the clock and find that several hours have passed in he blink of an eye. And I have been drooling. Man I cant stay awake after a ride to save my life. I knew I was in trouble driving home as I had to keep shaking my head to clear the sleep outta my eyes. Oh well its the price I pay for having so much fun in the woods. :cool:
As I was driving towards Evart I was chasing a big storm cloud into town. The ground showing that this cloud was bringing rain. And right behind the cloud was Bright blue skies. Yep I was folowing a rain storm right to my trail. Its almost as if someone looked down at us and smiled today.
Arived at the trail head and there was TcTrailrider and another guy that I cant remember his name. But I rde with him last year at the fall Boon run. Next to show up was Cmore. Followed by Trevor on a KTM450sx. Last to show up was Godzuki and my friend Kurt.
We geared up and headed in, quickly finding our runing order. Cmore and I imediately wondered what got into Godzuki as he was runing at the front of the pack with Trevor. I asked Godzuki how he did at keeping Trevor behind him and he said "good untill my arms pumped up". To wich I naturaly replied "so then what did you do after the 1st 100 yards? :laugh: "
The woops out there are pretty big this spring. There are some really nice stretches in there but he woops are massivly deep. They sure keep you on your toes. Trevor, Godzuki and the Ktm200 fella were pretty much gone leaving the rest of us to dice it up. About 6 miles out we catch the front 3 at a rest stop were Trev anounces that he has a flat front tire and is heading back to fix it. He would try to hook up with us latter "as I sit there thinking if anyone can do that he can" :think:
I had to tell my tale of near disaster as something in the trail snapped my bars full lock and pointed my at a tree at terminal velocity. Just when it was lights out for the YZman my bars snapped straight and I skimed by gently clipping the tree with my handguard. Mental note remember to send Scotts steering damper's a thank you note tomorrow.
We take off again and I fall in behind Godzuki and try my hardest to push him. He would get away in the wooped out straights and I would real him back in the tight twisty's. We both finially had to stop as our hands were going numb and we were both breathing pretty hard. Godzuki has stepped up his game this year I can see. All this time laid off from work, hanging out at the gym is obviousely paying off.
At this point we made it around the top of the loop and were on the downward stretch. I came around a corner and it was suddenly as if I went back in time.........
I quickly snap back to the the present and watch as godzuki drops into a significantly dryer mud hole and moters thru with ease as did I right behind him.
Continueing on I had soon found myself having another flash back.........
I couldn't help but smile as I rode around the tree stump wishing I had brought a camera with me to share the moment with Brian.
We passed the memorial cross were a fellow dirtbiker passed away doing what he loved, riding in the woods with good friends.
Shortly latter we came up on the "rooty stairstep" and suprise suprise people have been riding it again. Its no longer blocked off. Cmore looks at me I look at him and we both smile and charge up it clearing it with ease. I am really starting to like this auto clutch a lot. It was much harder last time I tried it on my YZ400 I am sure of it :think:
And on we continued. We stoped and took a breather. Shortly after Godzuki came back to see what was up. Then who should come along but Trevor. He had went back to the truck, fixed his tire and blitzed back thru the trail and cought us. Of corse by this point his tire was flat again. But even with that handycap I still couldn't keep him in sight. I think he would just twist the loud handle harder to keep the front tire off the ground.
And so we continued back to the staging area. What a great day to ride. And what a great bunch of guys to share it with. A little small talk in the parking lot had Trevor talking about some older enduro rider that shows up at almost every race on an old Penton. TCT and I look at each other and both reply "oh you mean Ted" Tct and I retold some of our favorite youngsters exploits leaving Trevor just shaking his head smiling.
Man the last year or so I have noticed a trend happening with my riding that is disturbing. I am fine as long as I am on the bike and riding. But as soon as I get home and sit down, I look at the clock and find that several hours have passed in he blink of an eye. And I have been drooling. Man I cant stay awake after a ride to save my life. I knew I was in trouble driving home as I had to keep shaking my head to clear the sleep outta my eyes. Oh well its the price I pay for having so much fun in the woods. :cool:
