New Years eve/day ride at Brock Creek.

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  1. jgas

    jgas Stoogely Adventurerer

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    Several of us from the Arkansas River Valley Dirt Riders always camp and ride on NY at BC and anyone is invited. Actually I'll be there the weekend before NY, come back for NY eve about 10am and stay camped until at least Saturday of the weekend after NY. It is a good time to meet folks who know the Single Track around BC and have a good time as well. On Friday after NY, we plan a 90 mile round trip cross country Dual Sport ride from BC to Macks Pines at Moccasin Gap on Hwy 7. We have done this ride before, it is all you can do to get in 90 miles of the terrain we'll be riding. It will be pretty tough for DS bikes in places. Creek crossings, hill climbs, etc. Kind of similar to the mostly off road stuff like gets ridden at the Fall Colors Tour.

    Jim Devereax will be the trail leader as usual. If you have ridden with JImbo you know what I'm talking about! We don't ride crazy fast, just a quick steady pace for 90 miles with rest breaks about every hour or two, or whenever someone falls over in a creek or fails on a hillclimb. We gotta have out laughs and pictures you know.

    I will be riding at BC on NY eve and day, then doing the DS on Friday. Some other riders will be arriving the weekend after NY on Sat morning and staying all of the weekend after NY.

    This terrain is not Adventure bike friendly, although I can get my KLR 650 through all of it with some work. A smaller DS bike is best unless you like a challenge.

    Again, anyone can come and ride. The camping at Brock Creek is "primitive" only, no hookups or water. There is a toilet. Some of us camp in trailers, some in tents. We will ride in almost any weather unless it is really cold and raining. Snow won't stop us, but we might cut the DS ride short. I will be riding unless the weather is a downpour and really cold.

    For more info, go to www.rvdrs.com for this ride.
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    DirtyDog Omnia mea mecum porto

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    Looking forward to this if the wife permits...:deal
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  3. jgas

    jgas Stoogely Adventurerer

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    Dirty Dog, hope the wife lets the Dog off the leash! I would love to have another KLR 650 rider there. My buddies all ride little bikes. They think I'm nuts to ride the KLR where we ride. On the Friday long ride I will actually prefer the KLR to my DRZ or KTM. For the Single track on NY eve and day, I sometimes still ride the KLR unless we are doing the hardest parts of the trail. There is only about 3 places on the whole trail that I have a tough time getting the KLR through. I admit though, when it rains, the wet downhills scare the crap out of me on the big pig. I usually lead the Single track rides anyway, so I just plan it out to go up the hardest hills!

    I just ordered heavier suspension springs, a fork brace, new chain and sprockets, real off road footpegs, and EBC brake pads for the KLR. I gear mine down as much as possible for the tougher trail rides.

    Anyone planning for the Brock Creek to Macks Pines 90 mile ride better bring tubes, tools, and have at least a 55 mile fuel range. We'll be in some remote places and will have to get ourselves out. This ride is a true adventure. We have had plenty of stuff happen on it. It's pretty rough even on a small DS bike. It's well worth it though.

    You'll see some nice scenery, and get Arkansas history lessons from Daniel Boone-Jim Devro, trail guide extroidinaire, former GNCC A rider, (before he got old, Hi Jim:D ), and a guy who carries Tennis shoes in his backpack every where he rides so he can walk out if his bike quits. He wears out 3 GPS units a year. The local Bears stand up and wave at him, they've seen him so many times. The local Rednecks quit shooting at him because the bullets bounce off anyway. Usually he is going so fast they can't hit him anyway. He can fix a motorcycle with a Multi-tool and bailing wire. He wears brown Dickie pants and a flannel shirt rather than real riding gear because riding gear scares the locals at the gas stations. He smokes a pack of Camel cigs a day, and never breathes hard even when riding hard. He can drink whiskey by the gallon and be up at the crack of dawn, ready to ride.

    Once upon a time Devro got kidnapped. When his wife would'nt pay the ransom, (cause he spent his savings on bikes, or so she said), the kidnappers blindfolded him, took him wayyyy out in the woods in the Ozarks, turned him around and around a hundred times, and let him go at midnight. Not understanding that being a relative of Daniel Boone, he had a sense of direction like a Homing Pigeon. Devro stalked down a Bear, kicked its butt and knocked it out, blindfolded mind you, and used it's claws to cut his hands free of the ropes. He pulled off his blindfold, wet a finger and held it in the air to test the breeze, and figured out where he was to within a square foot. Then he took off running. He beat the bad guys to the nearest town, ambushed them using the bear claw as a weapon, and tied them up for the police.

    Jim Devro is a local legend. He can ride a bike up the side of a tree. He never gets lost. He has 7 lives left. (Inside joke). He never leaves a riding buddy no matter what. He can make a hunnert miles of Singletrack trail in one weekend. He is the Indiana Jones of the Ozarks. Jimbo knows where the lost treasure is, or at least where it was. He knows the history of the Ozarks better than the Indians and settlers. He climbs the toughest hills with ease only to quickly hide his bike off the side of the trail and watch the mere mortals flail around trying to climb it while he smokes his unfiltered Camels.

    Then there is a guy named "Disco". His Indian name is: "He who rides with P shooter hanging out". I'll save his story for another time. Stay tuned...
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  4. wswartzwel

    wswartzwel Unsafe at any speed

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    LOL!!!
    Jeff,
    you should write a book.
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  5. jgas

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    I would write a book, but the only thing I could write about is bikes and riding tales. Motorcycle riders don't read books much, too busy wrenching on old bikes, riding, or only reading bike related websites. My book would have a limited audience.

    But I can sit around a campfire, drink whiskey, spin tall tales, and just tell the truth! I have more true bike stories to tell than most Army combat arms guys have war stories, and they are all true! When you ride bikes with guys like Everett Ratliff, Jim Devereaux, Disco, Dingo, Pete Petrick, Stormin' Norman Delamar, JEB from ktmtalk, Gorman Smith, and a slew of other guys, you end up with true stories.
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  6. DrLewall

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    I remember when that kind of riding USE to be fun!
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  7. wswartzwel

    wswartzwel Unsafe at any speed

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    I am only 48, and it still is fun.
    However with Kids in College, and lots of other bills to pay, I am working 6 days a week, so I don't have the free time I used to have. Only off road riding I have done this year was 3 days of helping clear trails for the Ozark200 Dual sport event.
    3 days of riding in a year is not the best way to stay in shape.



    Jeff,
    Unless someone writes the book about these guys like Everett Ratliff, Jim Devereaux, Disco, Dingo, Pete Petrick, Stormin' Norman Delamar, JEB from ktmtalk, Gorman Smith, future generations will never know.... If no one wrote the Tales of Daniel Boone he would be forgotten... I think you see what I mean... ;)
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  8. arkansawyer

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    Jgas, you could be the new Ed Hertfelder.
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    It is much better to just come to some of our rides and meet these legends in person. Devro and Disco are a hoot and are at Brock Creek all the time including this NY week/weekend, Everett can be found at any Arkansas Harescramble, Gorman still rides and shows up at events and AHSCS races on occasion, Stormin Norman Delamar will be at the WUDI event this year and made a large part of the course for the last few years Last Man Standing races, JEB is a guru on www.ktmtalk and will be at the NY ride on Friday-Sunday, is at BJEC Enduros and many off road rides. Get out and meet them and let them tell their own story.

    I forgot Bob Diffee from Ar. Dirt Riders! He's another character. I was working a check with him one time at a Harescramble race. AA guys kept blowing through the check because they were all getting whupped by Jeff Fischer, a new guy from Pennsylvania who no one local had yet heard of. A few years later Jeff won a Silver Medal at ISDE. Anyway, we could'nt get their #s. This was before the day of computer scanners of course. This AA kid blew into our check still doing about 20 mph screaming for us to get out of the way, almost hit a checkworker. Diffee just calmly stepped aside, reached out and grabbed his front brake lever. The kid did a stoppie and flew over the bars. Hit the ground, jumped up ready to fight. Diffee just said something like: "Hit me if you want, or you could just stop next time like you are supposed to". Then he said something like: "Come over here and give us your number so you can keep going, or just stand there, whichever, up to you, but if you are just gonna stand there, you need to get your bike out of the way there are other racers coming". The kid shut up and politely gave his number to a lady, apologized and took off.

    Keith McGhee. Keith slipped and fell while walking down to a cold swimming hole at Brock Creek, fell down on his backside and slid down some homeade steps about 15 feet into a cold spring fed creek. It was over 100 degrees in August at noon. That water was about 50 degrees. After he got his breath back, at least a minute later, he pulled out the waistband of his shorts, looked down at his shriveled pecker, and exclaimed: "Oh, $hipp, I just got a sex change"! Now that swimming hole is called "Sex Change Creek". Keith also coined the phrase for those who eat Granola bars" "Be careful eating those, they'll make you crap wicker furniture". His brother Kenny McGhee and I used to have some battles in the early days of the Arkansas Harescramble Series. Most of which he won. But I was like a mosquito in his ear trying to pass. Or being on a KX 500 more like a Helicopter in his ear. That KX was famous for vibrating bolts loose sitting on the start line. Kenny pulled up beside me one day at a race and tossed a metric bolt down next to my bike when I wasn' t looking. Waited until just before the flag man turned the flag sideways to signal 30 sec until the start, and got my attention and said: "Jeff, is that bolt out of your bike"? Like he was doing me a favor! I seem to remember he beat me on the holeshot and in the race.

    Everett Ratliff was riding near Brock Creek once when a pretty girl in a bikini ran out of the woods and jumped on his bike and yelled in his ear: "You gotta help me, my car is stuck"! Her and her friends had gotten drunk the night before and driven a Trans Am down an ATV trail to the Piney River. He could'nt beleive how far they got off the highway before getting stuck. She stayed on the back of his bike until they saw some country boys in a pickup truck who she figured could better help her get unstuck, and she jumped off and ran over to them.

    Sherman McCoy nearly killed himself trying to outrun a little teenage girl with a long blonde ponytail riding a KX 100 at an Enduro. Sherman was no fast rider. Sherman usually got last overall in C class. Sherman had no typical dirt bike guy aggression. His nickname was "Sherbil the Gerbil". Sherman got 3rd overall in short course that day because he was NOT gonna let that teenage girl on the row in front of him beat him. He literally fell over nearly dead at the last check, but he had a big grin while he asked for a cigarette and a shot of whiskey. He said: "I beat that little girl, I wasn't gonna let a little girl outrun me"! The "little girl" took off her helmet, the long blonde ponytail fell out, "she" turned around and it was a 30-something yr old midget (I meant to say "Little Person)", He was a bodybuilder and dedicated racer who routinely had good finishes in B class. That little dude was fast! "Sherbil the Gerbil" got a new nickname that day: "The Shermanator". As in "Sherman the Midget Terminator".

    Come to Brock Creek on New Years eve or weekend and hear some of these stories first hand. Its much better in person with a beer in hand.
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    DirtyDog Omnia mea mecum porto

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    These stories are great. :lurk

    Only making me even more anxious about this weekend.
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  11. Onederer

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    jgas, how much of yall's riding is going to be single track/trails? I'm thinking of bringing the XL200R depending on the terrain most are riding. If its gonna be a lot of open stuff I'll bring a bigger bike, so I can stay up with the group. I've never riden the Brock Creek area before, so I'm looking foward to it, especially for a NY's ride.
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    We need to get you and Steve Vanzant together with a bottle of whickey. We could be entertained for days!
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    If you get Vanzant & Jgas together, you'd better have more than one bottle!
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    DirtyDog Omnia mea mecum porto

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    So, to clarify- some people wil be there riding for three days (12/31, 1/1, and 1/2)? The Dual Sport ride is on Friday 1/2?

    If so, I might be able to make it on the 1st and 2nd. I'll be trailering from Tulsa and probably sleeping in the car (unless a kind soul has space in a heated camper). Too cold for my AZ blood these days. :vardy
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    DirtyDog Omnia mea mecum porto

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    Any updates?

    I'll check the rvdrs.com site again, but it had no info last time...

    Got my trailer all outfitted to haul my bike behind the Accord. Picked up a cheap pop-up camper frame (rolling chassis) and did some mods to make a lightweight flatbed. Slapped on a harbor freight wheel chock and some lights and we're good to go.

    Hope my tire arrives in time. Otherwise I'll be doing singletrack with a bald trakmaster.

    Looking forward to it.:D
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    Change of plans. I won't be there.
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  18. DirtyDog

    DirtyDog Omnia mea mecum porto

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    Got back from Brock Creek last night at 11:30pm tired, weary, and beat-up. And my KLR took more of a beating than I.

    Arkansas singletrack proved to be quite a challenge for me and my 400# bike. Thanks to jgas and the other guys for showing me a good time. Here's the rundown of how I fared, with some pics...

    I drove from Tulsa to Brock Creek on Thursday morning, new year's day. I was up past midnight, of course, on new year's eve, so the 5am alarm clock was pretty rough. I finally got to Brock Creek at 11am due to some minor navigational glitches. When I rolled into the campground I was greeted by ~20 suited riders revving to hit the trails. Jgas (Jeff) greeted me and promised to come back to get me later so I could check out the area. That he did.

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    At camp, I was a minimalist and slept in the car. It was cold and quite uncomfortable, but good enough.

    Jeff and another rider tested my metal on a brief singletrack loop and decided that I wasn't too much of a liability to join them on other trails. Had some trouble on one climb with my near-bald trakmaster, but that story would replay over and over for the next 2 days.

    Headed back to camp and rendezvous with a few other riders to do a brief pre-lunch ride. Five of us went out and did a short loop and this was where my first major disaster happened. One rider sprung a leak in his carb and was dumping fuel on the ground. Some of us headed on, thinking he had it fixed, but one of the guys chased us down looking for more appropriate tools. I was well-equipped, so we headed back to lend aid. In the meantime, the leaky carb was somehow fixed and we met the rider on the trail. I waved him by me on the left as I scooted to the edge of the trail. Somehow he biffed in mid-pass and knocked me and my bike over on the right. Unfortunately, there was a 6" diameter tree that broke my instrument panel into bits. Expensive oops.

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    When we got back to camp, I removed all the broken parts took a brief solo ride and snapped some pics of the area.

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    After lunch, Jeff and I went out alone and he gave me a nice tour of numerous, challenging singletrack trails.

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    Aside from the occasional loss in traction and brief assistance from Jeff in helping push the bike, I was faring well on the tough terrain with my heavy bike. Then we came to Old Road Hill. Jeff said it was probably the toughest hill in the vicinity, so it was quite a challenge. Erosion had turned it into a 2-track. The right side was scoured into a deep rut and the left side was a rut of lesser depth, but peppered with 8" rocks. At the bottom, we decided that the left side was the ideal choice, but I wasn't able to make it beyond maybe half way up before a mishap.

    Hill-climbing on the KLR is really a delicate ballet. You basically have to pin the throttle and do your best to aim the bike in the general direction that you want to go. The ass end is gonna spin like mad and waggle left and right while you try to countersteer, dab your feet to maintain balance, and get bounced all over the place by the jumping seat. This was basically the scenario on Old Road Hill and I was doing ok until the spinning rear tire took a nice bite into the hill, looped me backwards and to the left. The fairing broke the bike's fall against another tree. This was fortunate, as it might have otherwise been my knee. Bad news was that my fairing and headlight (still worked) were now displaced by about 15 degrees to the right.

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    Old Road Hill post-looping. You can sort of make out the two tracks, but it doesn't look nearly as steep or gnarly in the pic.

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    A bit crooked.

    After a 2nd and 3rd failed attempt at the hill-climb, Jeff gave it a crack. He built these trails, so I had confidence he could grease the pig to the top. And he did.
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  19. DirtyDog

    DirtyDog Omnia mea mecum porto

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    Once we had made it through all the gnarly stuff and linked into a quad trail, we noticed that my fairing wasn't the only casualty. My radiator fan housing was crunched which had locked up and melted the fan, which then fried the fan motor. The latter of this damage wasn't discovered until the following morning.

    Once back at camp for the day, Jeff worked on patching up his bike with some JB Weld. He'd cracked the case and left modt of the oil on the trails.

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    We stayed up late and told stories around the campfire. The plan for Friday was to go on a 90 mile dual sport ride, which would ease the steady stream of trauma on my KLR.

    We got a late start at 11 am and our party consisted of 5 riders. Jim and Kurt rode DRZs, Disco on a KTM, Terry on a Husky, and myself on the bruised and burly KLR. The terrain was primarily quad trails and forest roads, but it was challenging enough to make me sweat. I ran over several more trees and had a couple lapses in traction, but overall, I survived without any issues. It was overcast all day and threatened to rain, but never did. Mud puddles and wet leaves abounded, making my bike slide around quite a bit.

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    At some point during the ride, we had a discussion and decided to forego the plan and instead zip over to Oark Cafe. The 90 mile round trip was no longer, and after 88 miles, we rolled into the cafe for a late lunch.

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    Texas burger with curly fries.

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    Blurry pic taken by the cook.

    From there, I split from the group and headed back to camp. The sun would soon be down, and I still had to break camp and drive 4 hrs to Tulsa. The rest of the guys were gonna keep riding trails back to camp.

    My retreat took me on about 50 miles of slab that included some nice twisty pavement, which was nice. Unfortunately, my headlight was pointing up and to the right and I was wearing a dark face shield, so my visibility after sunset was quite poor. I made it back to camp alive, had some chili by the fire, said my goodbyes, and headed home.

    Today I'm quite sore, tired, and bruised, but no regrets. I had a great time and met some quality gentlemen. The riding was great, as were the stories.

    But... it looks like the bike is going into the garage for an extended period for some major repairs. Here's a few images of the damage.
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    The bald tire that caused all my issues.

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    Crooked, cracked fairing.

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    Lost a few blinkers. Bent one.
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    Adios, instrument panel. RIP at 48,051.

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    Radiator fan and motor.

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    Fresh paint ruined by leaking fuel. Oh well. It looked nice for 2 weeks.

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    Fork seals are weeping in pain.
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  20. katbeanz

    katbeanz earthbound misfit, I

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    Sorry about your bike damage, but Thanks for the report. :thumb It's good to see Jeff in fine form, the rest of the gang as well. :D
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