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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by motoged, May 15, 2012.
Just another "something" to be proud of.....eh!?!?
maybe this is a better pic
finish line day three of KOTW with a flat front for the past 30 miles of rock infested coble fucked 2 track with some real deep sand thrown in
RIDE THE DEZ!
Okay.....BobZ IS a tough MFer....he rides like a baboon on meth with a dozen Thai chiles stuck up his butt....and that's just in first gear.
I thought he was being patient.....it seems that he just doesn't know how to quit
No matter how you look at him, there he is .
So Kevin and Herc tqake care of stuffing up the fuel pump, wire connections crimped tight, hose saftey wired on since no crimp clamp, pump wired to housing , all back together and .........................................................
still wont idle SHIT\
Tiner calmly walks over and says with a beer in his hand" fuel, air and spark , thats all it needs. did you check your plug?" Fuck no I didnt check the plug its always been the pump/injector
take the plug cap off and notice it has a crack. take it off , dut the wire back a bit, screw it back on the wire and super tape it up. take out the plug and it looks good but WTF its only a $28 special 690 plug so change it and............it lives. Tiner takes if for a 30 minute test ride and all is good
Moral of the story DONT GET TUNNEL VISON
One more Beer Fest night at a great campground with store,showers.bathroom, covered workarea for $20 for 8 guys
After riding all day long concentrating in isolation the evenings around a fire really let you get to know your friends on a different level. As good as the riding is the evenings are maybe a bigger part of this trip
ulterior motives: many differeent parts of my life are coming together on this trip and getting to know each other . I have good friends
it is all about me
I have read this statement on advrider before but, never used it myself.
Pictures ...or it didn't happen.
Really though, you all have discussed Dave's Mom and Sister so much we really need some pictures to get a complete understanding of the situation. (Just use Heather Locklear for Mom and Megan Fox as Sis and we will get the meaning )
He can't speel for shit though, so that is still pretty accurate
This is starting to look like a maintenance report...not a ride report. I will try to throw in some pictures of the terrain we had between breakdowns. We actually do some riding, I swear.
Once you guys exhaust all the Travis Two stories from Bryce campground, I will continue with DAY FOUR....which was good riding....
Not many Day Three pics....but DAY FOUR has Bryce Canyons...Wahweap, and THE BEACH....
Dave, when will you invite me for a sleepover?
And will your sister and mom be there?
Our third day ended camping at the north end of the Bryce Canyon area...
Bob zipped up his bike for the second time and was once again pleased with this turn of events. We could sit back and relax...
Travis Two was using Dave's mom's negligee as his tent:
The boys from BrokeBack Mountain shared a saddle blanket:
While Dan, minus his KTM version of a kickstand (remember....it broke in the parking lot before the ride started in Mesquite ), applied the Bryce Canyon pine as his kickstand:
And because we were so kind, we had set up Bob's tent while he was sweating over his stubborn mule:
He worked so fast, it was like he was a blur...
The attention was directed to food, beer, showers, beer, and a fire....
A kind man offered us a box of firewood that his crew in their motorhome wasn't needing, and that added to some bought from the hotel/restaurant/store nearby in the tourist complex...we were ready for more stories from Travis Two, discussions as to the considerations that Dave's mom and sister offered our fantasies....
These cowboys had been on the trail too long....
I suspect gasoline may have been involved...
Captain Morgan attended for a while with the Broke Back boys were cuddling into their down...
Chairs ?....we don't need no steenkin' chairs...
Another excellent day was put to bed with a bellyfull of beer, good humour, and dreams of Dave's...... and
Another beautiful blue sky greeted us in the morning.
After packing up, getting some gas, and Power Bars...we became tourists more than gnarly desert adventure guys....
Travis Two managing his vertigo...
Herc (Travis One) doing a Captain Morgan.....living on the edge, this guy:huh
Herc getting ready for take-off... all systems go...
and the foreigner...
No narrative...Bryce spoke for herself...
The tourist vista tour took under an hour and we were headed east towards the Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument area.
The ride back into Tropic was pretty ...
We pulled into the restaurant lot in Tropic....it was 102' according to the thermometer on my pack...
And Travis Two decided to become a mechanical worry on his own. His oil pressure light had come on somewhere between Bryce and Tropic...and as he had to return to Los Angeles that day (yeah...big miler guy ), the problem was significant.
He whipped out his phone, called his technical advisors and was told:
"The 950's have a long paper oil filter that sometimes collapses....you can take it out and ride without the filter if you have to....at least to St. George where there is a KTM shop"... (i.e. his technical advisor).
So, we all gathered around to see if all that was true...David was playing doctor with his boogers, Fidel was doing the "manly pose", Kevin was drinking baby oil, and Herc was just squinting cuz he thinks he looks like Clint Eastwood when he does...
Bob was thrilled to get his hands greasy again:
Travis Two removed the crushed oil filter...and we bid him adieu .... we were sure going to miss
Travis Tiner is a guy you want to have on your ride: he is a joyful innocent , brings good advice (WWTTD= What Would Travis Tiner Do?) , he knows how to handle rowdies because he will give them and will tell them to cuz he won't take any .
Weird ... We got accustomed to see at least on nail of each of you on family picture ...
That said, this ride repport is something else ...
Paul Jr 8
Is that a NASCAR beer I see there???:huh
white trash son in law
i have tried but failed.
You can take the boy out of the trailer but you can't take the trailer out of the boy.
how ya doin boy
hot as hell here but we are heading for an overnighter in Austin tomorrow. Neil,Kevin,John, Jason Ferguson and Me
boys are great as is Sara
Thats good to hear, I'm here in Darwin Australia on our way to Guam for a couple nights of relaxation.
The dentist rides???
(Things are ok here in the Stan, too - thanks for asking.)
glad to hear its all good
yeah the dentist can put a hurtin on most of us and he NEVER rides
how much longer you got to go?
I do not know this man, but he has a super valid point. Dave, you should probably post some pictures. Just for an accurate ride report.
The best story from night three involved a person who normally does not drink in excessive amounts, a self described once a year binge drinker. Said person told a story about going to a friends house for dinner, where things got out of hand and they ended up doing double up stoppies on a mountain bike in the front yard until they decimated all the local plant life. Upon waking up with an epic hangover, said binge drinker went to the bathroom to do the morning duties. In what was obviously a semi drunken state, said story teller admitted that while turning slightly for required toilet paper, the U shaped toilet seat broke loose from its mounts and sheared said story tellers penis against the hard, cold, porcelain. Causing said story teller to scream out I sheared my dick off!!!
Again, this does no justice to the comedic value of the story when delivered around a campfire after half a dozen beers.