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Old 03-14-2013, 09:43 PM   #31
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Day 3 but really day 1. We are off to Mike's Sky Ranch.



I woke up at 9:30 AM, everyone was still asleep. We all agreed to just hang out in San Felipe and enjoy this little town. Ha ha, no FFFKKKing way. We were all up and ready to pack stuff, ready to twist throttles, ready to ride Baja.

So breakfast, our first in Baja Sur.


Back to the hotel and prep the bikes. Really I'm feeling a bit silly, a bit apprehensive, a bit excited. When the kit is secured, the gear is all arranged, the bike is running, you know you have 200 plus miles to go. The feeling can't be described. But this bit does it justice me thinks:

Roy McAvoy: Well, I tend to think of the golf swing as a poem.
Romeo Posar: Ooh, he's doing that poetry thing again.
Roy McAvoy: The critical opening phrase of this poem will always be the grip, which the hands unite to form a single unit by the simple overlap of the little finger. Lowly and slowly the club head is led back, pulled into position not by the hands, but by the body, which turns away from the target, shifting weight to the right side without shifting balance. Tempo is everything, perfection unobtainable, as the body coils down at the top of the swing. There's a slight hesitation. A little nod to the gods.

Dr. Molly Griswold: A, a nod to the gods?
Roy McAvoy: Yeah, to the gods. That he is fallible. That perfection is unobtainable. And now the weight begins shifting back to the left, pulled by the powers inside the earth. It's alive, this swing! A living sculpture and down through contact, always down, striking the ball crisply, with character. A tuning fork goes off in your heart and your balls. Such a pure feeling is the well-struck golf shot. Now the follow through to finish. Always on line. The reverse C of the Golden Bear! The steelworkers' power and brawn of Carl Sandburg's Arnold Palmer!


This is sort of how I felt as I threw my leg up and over, doing the "Can Can" mounting move - getting on the DRZ.



Kevin is always ready to go.


The The Zoo Road was our first taste of Baja. We went north out of town and then went to dirt in no time, west toward the general area of Sierra De San Pedro Martir, a national park and in the area of Mikes Sky Ranch.



Some of this kind of riding.



I passed the gang doing like 120 on the DRZ, saw this grave marker ahead, threw down a vicious tail slide and whipped out my vest pocket Binford 5000 camera and shot this picture. They caught up in about 10 minutes and told me I was wicked fast.......



Chuck going about 85.


And some of this.




Then we have some sand.


And way ahead I can see power lines stretching across the land east to west. There are also people, bikes, a "trophy truck". Not really sure what you call those Baja rally trucks, but there was one there. Tires mounted in the back, the real deal. I'm so easily impressed.



There was also a large gathering of motorcycles, dudes and a few dudette's hanging out, maybe 20 or so. I chatted with one guy and he said they were doing a "tip" ride. Wow! They were on day 1 and just visited Mikes. I told them that we are riding 7 miles of the race course at this intersection under the power lines. He gave me that look. I later talked to another guy, they had a sag truck and were slabbing/gravel riding and ending at the tip. Not returning. Bikes shipped home. I wonder if they had a battery powered daiquiri machine in the sag truck, just kidding. So Big Sprocket, okay El Sprokito Grande, tells us the next 7 miles is whoops and some sand. Heck yea baby, lets roll.

I can't see the beer bottle in the cows mouth. The realization just hit me, the cow needs stiiiiickers. I should have put a sticker on the cow. Damnit!



But before we leave, the Baja Monster cranks up. The sound is like thunder. It rolls off into the direction of the race course trail. The beast takes off and it rips. unfffkkkingbelivealbleholycow. The body of the beast is barely moving while the suspension and wheels are jack hammering. I was told they can go well over 100 mph on these whoops. It quickly disappeared, the sound rumbled on for a while.

This is the intersection where you can bypass the 7 miles of whoops.
Does this translation mean Canyon of Hell? If I had my Vest Pocket Spanish Book I could look this up. Diablo, Angeles, which is which in Spanish? That is the way we are going?


Okay, I will be the first to say, the whoops were hell. Kevin, Bruce and Chuck soon passed Magoo and I. The whoops were deep, sometimes you could not see the rider ahead. The sand rolled over the front tire and across the legs, even across the tank. The troughs were very deep and filled with powder, not even silt. I was thinking that my family is skiing right now in Purgatory Colorado. I could be skiing. I am skiing! This is deep powder skiing. This is awesome, so hard and I have never ridden a motorcycle where the handle bars go back and forth, like 100 RPM as you ride. I ride trials, shift the weight around, reposition, peg pressure, bar pressure, open the knees, extend, pressure, lift, absorb, compress, rebound, rotate, angulate. Oh my God I'm gonna crash into cacti and die a hideous and horrible death in the desert of Baja, under power lines. Where are those guys,how far do I have left of this hell, fun, whoops? I look at my totally useless piece of crap handle bar weight Garmin Nuvi and it says repositioning, set course for home, turn around, recalculating.

Where is Magoo, has a cactus eaten him? Sometimes there is a teaser line on the edge of the whoops, so you venture, steer, guide, muscle the bike to the edge, ride on solid ground and then here comes a big ass cactus tree. Back in the whoops, slide, skid, wobble and then back on the gas. Ride, buck, roll, compress and extend. My arms are now 2 inches longer than they were 20 minutes ago. But then you get into a zone and start breathing right, focusing on the line, looking for the righteous line. You hear the bike and see nothing but sand and cactus, deep moguls and you know, this is nirvana. This is Baja baby.

After 18 hours of whoops, well maybe an hour, I see the three rippers ahead, already off their bikes. I stand up and look awesome for the last 100 yards. I am knackered and I am also thinking dang, we have over 150 miles to go. Can I do this?

I take off my jacket, I am hot and thirsty.


After a while Kevin is concerned about Magoo so he preps to go look for him. About the same time, here comes Magoo. He took a wrong split and had to back track. Not 7 miles but maybe 9 miles of whoops. Team Magoo just christened this ride as Team MagWhoop.

Lets get to a road or something without whoops, lets go to Mikes Sky Ranch.


Next segment, we visit Mikes Sky Ranch and leave on our first techy trials trail. Also, when one Team Magoo member goes AWOL, the day gets longer. 200 miles or more on a winter day in Baja allows no room for long visits, mega photo time nor getting lost. Do you write a note, do you blow on your whistle, do you backtrack when your separated from your group? You do all of the above and maybe some more. The answers to these questions and other problems of life are solved in the next segment.

And to think, Captn' Nemo's first ADV post is to this ride report.

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Captain Nemo The last time I "posted up" was sophmore year at Eldorado(1977) at a jounior varsity basketball game, but I'll give it a shot.

First off ,Tony, you shorted me about 8 state trials championships , but whos counting?

Hi my name is Chuck .I'm now known as Captain Nemo Because my 525 KTM is actually a submersable vehicle , which I didn't know about until the 7th day of this trip!! Stay tuned for for details!!

This was a great trip with a great group of guys, and I was totally blown away with the riding & scenery in Baja!!

Please Chuck, Magoo, El Grande Sproketo?
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Old 03-14-2013, 11:43 PM   #32
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Chuck, your KTM525 will always be known as the "orange submarine" after our Baja trip!
Captain Magoo to the white courtesy phone? This report needs you.

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Old 03-15-2013, 12:26 AM   #33
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Mike's Sky Ranch is now the next stop. The road is way better than the Magwhoops and deep sand.





Such trials form juiciness. I could see this form from a mile away and know it's a trials rider. This is Chuck making a classic turn on the road to Mikes.


Captain Magoo crossing a creek just before Mike's.






Awesome friends and Team Magoo.



Lets go inside and look for NMTrailBoss decals. He and Paul and El Sprokito Grande put decals in here 3 years ago.



Team sponsors decals applied. Now we will be receiving ubber sponsorship dollars.

Fastbecks for Chris Beck, Parts Unlimited for Ronny Huckabee, for my pal John Straderat at Revzilla. And my most favorite place to ride and live large in New Mexico, Sipapu Ski and Summer resort, courtesy of from Bruce "Chopo" ,


Love the decals, they are everywhere.



Captain Magoo wuz here.



Mandatory eh?


So I stepped outside and set down on the sidewalk. the place was deserted. It was cool outside at 4000 feet. The absence of people/riders was due to the US economy, malo as we were told. It was nice to be there with no one around but also sad. The Baja natives love motorcyclists.

As I sat there, looking at the surrounding mountains, I realized I'm deep in Baja. I am riding a bike with all my gear for 7 days. Were are less than half way done with our first day. I am apprehensive. I am not thinking about home or life in New Mexico. I am thinking about the awesome guys I'm with, I'm thinking the bucket list is ready for a scratch off. I feel gracious and also alive. The moment is real and spectacular. I am still a a wonna be adventure rider. However, I like this photo. I think what you see is how I feel?



So we are ready to leave. The single track techy trail awaits us and I am pleased with the thought. NMTrailBoss shared pictures with me of the cactus gardens down from Mikes. Oh I have not forgot about the lost soul rider. Imagine laying directional sticks in the trail to show those that are looking where you are? There is a difference between being lost and voted off the island right?

Stay tuned for the first "go down" , a lost trail, a lost rider, twisty scenic slab run down a mountain, buena vistas of beaches and we cross the peninsula and touch the mighty waters of the Pacific ocean. Lazaro Cardenas is the destination for today, over 120 miles to go.

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Old 03-15-2013, 05:25 AM   #34
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Looks like you have plenty of fuel in the tank...was gas plentiful? Curious about logistics. Did you carry extra fuel?
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Old 03-15-2013, 06:58 AM   #35
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Lets go inside and look for NMTrailBoss decals. He and Paul and El Sprokito Grande put decals in here 3 years ago.

That's awesome that you found our stickers from 2010!!

Here's Paul applying the first sticker in Feb. '10.


And myself after the job was done.


That was an awesmome trip for sure and Big Sprocket is the guide from hell!!
http://www.advrider.com/forums/showthread.php?t=556285


How many people were at the Sky Ranch while you guys were there? We had the place to ourselves... almost ghostly quiet while we explored the Ranch area.

Awesome report boys! More please!!

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Great ride report, Tony---Keep up the good work!

Curtis, we were the only people at Mike's Sky Ranch, other than one employee-----kind of sad, we noticed this at several of our stopping points, either the economy or American's fear of the "cartels" is keeping people out of Baja---too bad, because all of the people we met down there, including the young federales with their AK-47s were very friendly, glad to see the "motos"---

Chuck and I decided to strategically place a couple of business cards on a fine piece of framed artwork in the bar at Mike's.......


The "rescue Jeep" fueled and ready sits outside of Mike's Sky Ranch.....


Brian, don't be fooled by the gas tank on the DRZ, which we nicknamed the "Exxon Valdeez"----that bike just sipped the gas, while the KTMs were chugging petrol!

We all carried a small (1/2 gallon) extra container of gas, our leader Big Sprocket was nicknamed "Jugs" because of the extra plastic containers he carried for fuel on the longer ride days. (I hope Tony has a picture of "jugs"-----)

Fuel is scarce down there, whenever you see a hand-painted "gasolina" sign, make sure to stop and top of the tanks! (here's a picture of one of the barrel gas places we "pit stopped" at:


Here's a photo of a "steeker" I spotted on one of the windows at Mike's, the greenies would love this one!----


and here's a picture of the Cabo-bound moto gang, along with the trophy truck at the start of the infamous 7-mile "mag-whoops"----(they kicked my ass!)



What an incredible ride! all types of terrain, with a new twist around every corner.......(the trials guys got in a little of their specialty on the ride out from Mike's Sky Rancho, but I'll let A-Team tell you about that....., along with the rider who went MIA.....)


Here's a pic of some cactus singletrack that was waaay cool!
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We all carried a small (1/2 gallon) extra container of gas, our leader Big Sprocket was nicknamed "Jugs" because of the extra plastic containers he carried for fuel on the longer ride days. (I hope Tony has a picture of "jugs"-----)
One thing you got to like about Big Sprocket, he has big jugs.



Chopo MacGyver also liked to play with Kevin's jugs.


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This ride report is just great. Keep up the good work Tony.
I have only seen Mikes Sky Ranch on Speed channel. Way cool to see pics of the inside.
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Great RR and pics Ateam, and magoo-team.........keep it coming
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One thing you got to like about Big Sprocket, he has big jugs.


Chopo MacGyver also liked to play with Kevin's jugs.


Those are bigger jugs than he had in 2010! Surgery?

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surgically enhanced, fo' sho......

am gonna let Tony elaborate on the adventures on the 2nd half of Day 1 , here's a couple of teaser pics from the afternoon of Day 2......

Captain Nemo handling the stream crossing with ease---



Magoo slogging hiz way thru da crick.....

Tony seeing an opportunity to get some cool photos/videos.....("where's my camera?")....


as the afternoon wound down, we hit the Pacific side and stopped for a cool photo op.....
OK, lest ye forget, here's a coupla more whoop-related pics.....
A-Team & Magoo fighting the whoops....(pics don't do this justice!)


those whoops made me wish that we woulda paid for the wind-up San Felipe rescue ATV to follow along......


As the afternoon ran down, and the search & rescue expedition concluded, there was time for some sunset photos along the Pacific north of San Quentin.....


pulled into the Hotel Jardines Baja in San Ignacio, killer place right on the beach, and again---pretty much had the place to ourselves.....bartender was trying to hook us up with some local talent, or a trip to the local strip club-----but we settled for watching the bar/restaurant eye candy (one tall, long-legged blonde Amazon) and having a great meal, along with mucho cervezas.....
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Captain Nemo can provide more detail, he walked over and put the moves on la chica......
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Nemo's got the moves!!


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So we leave Mike's Sky Ranch and soon are deep in the forest, riding single track technical fun. Around rocks, between large cactus and going down. This trail goes on and on. The El Sprockito Grande stops. There is a deep and steep embankment in front of hm, maybe 30 feet down. MacGyver spots a line strait down into a ravine and drops down, I follow. Chuck stops to assist Kevin with getting his bike turned around.


Magoo follows our line after Kevin. However, Chuck was riding Kevin's bike, after they got it turned around Chuck rides a bit and makes a turn. Whammo, the bike is down. The first documented drop although Magoo said something about the Mag-Whoops and bar to ground contact. We all make our way into a very neat area that is likely where the previous NMTrailboss, Paul and Kevin expedition got turned around 3 years ago.

We are back in sync and loving the remote single track. After many miles of techy trails we are on a broader trail inside canyons, heading down.


I feel the Suzuki pulling to the right, something is not right. I look below and see my Wolfman Alpha fender bag hanging to to the right side, dragging the ground. Magoo rides on by, he doesn't know what is up. MacGyver comes by and I explain the issue. We get the pack secured and Magoo comes back. Bruce tells me to go on, Magoo and Bruce are behind me. I almost hit Chuck as I leave. I remember Magoo saying something about a gate, a cattle guard or rainbows? I ride on and encounter a gate area, in the distant is a village. I pass a guy on a tractor pulling a wagon with weeds and sage. I enter the quiet village, I circle and stop. Kevin has to be somewhere near here. I wait a while and turn back. I ask the rancher, que, donde esta quatro motorcyclists? Hmmmm he says nada, waves and smiles. I go back to the fence/gate area, I wait, I listen. After a while I leave a note and a bandanna on the post, I explain that I have ridden back to where I lost my pack. I ride back, looking for the fork or split I must have missed. Finally after a few miles I return to the scene of the crime, there is even a piece of zip tie in the sand. I go back to the gate area, my note is still there. I blow my whistle 3 long, 3 short, 3 long. I listen. I hear nothing. I am worried, have I been separated or left; voted off the island? I make a spot to lay down near the fence posts, in the sliver of shade. I wait, I blow the whistle again but it depresses me. After a while, I write another note and decide to take a hike back to the last spot I saw my team. I can't believe I missed a split somewhere.


Making sure I walk in the deepest sand for foot prints and I leave arrows made with sticks for someone who hopefully will follow me. I make it back again to the scene of the lost bag, due to a broken plastic buckle I may add.

I return and there is my bike, jacket, helmet and note. I then decide to walk up the mountain side and obtain a higher view. I crawl, climb and hike up massive boulders and then realize. One rattle snake bite here would be worse that spending a night in the village. There may be a farmer that warns me to stay away from his daughter, or his wife???? I come back to the bike, I wait, I laid down and then I paced. I blew the damn whistle again and it made me feel desolated. After a while here comes Chuck. I guess I missed the left hand turn at the cattle guard. They all took off and thought I was in front or in back. It was a near 2 hour delay. But I am so happy to be back with my hommies, I will not loose sight of the gang again.

The slab road that access the observatory is a twisty downhill roller coaster. El Sprockito is way out of sight, down the mountain going fast. We intersect Highway 1 and head south, I assume to our hotel when Kevin makes a right hand turn onto a sand road. We soon smell salt air and get glimpses of the Pacific Ocean. The views are spectacular. We take many pictures, we don't say a lot. What can you say? There is no evidence of mankind, no power poles, fence, cattle, vehicles or shanties.











Post card stuff here. The sense of timeless and lack of scale is obvious between us all. We take pictures, you let your mind roam. We get back on the bikes. Kevin is already on his bike, helmet strapped and the bike is running. Time to go guys.

There are many spots where we stop for a minute or two, we know we will be riding late, in the dark. Our first night is at the recommended and reservations pre-arranged by El Sprockito at the Jardines (Gardens) in San Quintin.

We check in. Captain Magoo was the team banker. At the start, of our trip we each gave him like 10 million each. At that point forward, the food, gas and lodging was paid out of the Magoo Stash, the Magoo Taa. Chris got to work on his Spanish and math and the rest of just ordered more tacos, uno cervasa por favor.



We celebrate another day of living large!


We quenched our thirst (s) and made our way from showers to dinner.


I had a chicken Caesar salad.


oh I forgot to mention the bar lizard lady this night. She was giving me that; "I know that you know that I know, that you could short ..............

Oh never mind, a tall drink of water with legs that went to her shoulders was giving me, I mean us the big eye form across the room. Actually Chuck went over and chatted with her for a bit. She wanted him to marry her or something. I think they got each others email. We met a dude earlier who was hustling us about a soccer team or something. He later was sitting with her as she texted on her cell phone. I think she was doing a Google search for a an old guy adventure wonna be with a gash on his nose. Or maybe she was texting Chuck.

The bikes were secure.


As Jimmy Buffet would say, I'm living on things that excite me....

But just like a fool, when those
sweet goodies cool, I ate 'til I ate way too much.
Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me,
Be they pastries or lobsters or love;
I'm just tryin' to get by being quiet and shy,
In a world full of pushin' and shove.


Oh what a day. What a meal and a salute to all hands on deck. We traveled nearly 220 miles, an epic day with a mix of thrills and an emotional low of being voted off the island. All is well. We drink another cervasa, we talk about the day, we look at tomorrows ride. I fall asleep with thoughts of sand, of whoops, cactus whizzing by the handle bars. I am tired but satisfied, I know we have only just began.

Day 2 of riding includes scenic beach side views, Mama Espinoza's for brunch and a taste of Malcomb Smith memorabilia, single track sand hell with Oboma heads and wrecks, cactus forest, dark stop for barrel gas and an inland night in Catavinia. Moto trials mecca.

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