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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by Scott_PDX, Aug 11, 2012.
Great ride report gentlemen. Wish I was there.
Now Jessie... Keep the shiny side up brother.
Well, here we go. Scott is rockin' on this report and here I am salivating for more and I was there. For christ sake get moving.
The first few days are a blur for me. With mormon country the liquor store is the only place to purchase boos of proper quality or quantity. So we opted for hard instead of soft. This led to some interesting mornings for sure. Scott and Jesse are great companions and this trip was a real treat for me. The country was amazing and yes the 4 am wake up calls led to some wonderful sunrises. Missed a few sunsets though. I haven't traveled much of this part of the country so a lot of scenery was new to me. As a newbie my camera taking was a little shy of "dumbass why didn't you take a pic there". A talk a lot in my helmet and didn't realize it until I watched the videos from the go pro I will load here. Lot's of yee ha's and holy shits that was sweet. So make all the fun you want of my screaming and yelling at the grass and trees we pass.
First evening arrival
Yah we made it to Pocatello. I have to admit I didn't drive a lick and enjoyed the slumber in the back seat quite nicely. Sorry boys....
First thing out first fill up first problem. Jesse leaves his wallet on the little concrete post at the gas pump. Christ!!! Scott and I waiting for him to return from the 2 hour ride back to investigate the disappearance. Now Jesse is a wonderful companion and works like a horse, but maybe at 22 a little green under the collar. Maybe when he loses it a few more times like us older boys, he'll do the double and triple check prior to leaving the station. It turned out to not be a problem at all for the trip though. Scott and I were prepared to help, so no worries. And Jesse does have a smattering of street smarts. He did split up his money between wallet and bike. We'd both do anything for Jesse, as he is a rockin partner to have by your side, and I wouldn't put it past him to jump in front of a bus to save our asses any day. Or come save us from the depths of a canyon on his wee 250itty. Dropping from a 650 to the 250 seemed like strange choice to me, but don't underestimate Jesse he is a very advanced rider. A pic for young ladies, he is single you know.......
And heading into the Coast Guard very soon.
A little show of force from the 250. Sorry bout the length my editing skills are minimal at this stage with my new hero.
With these videos I will try and indicate the time sections that are what I consider a little more fun to watch. Videos are meant to be interesting and some of mine got away from me.
Start at 1:00 minute for best viewing interest.
A few photos from the first few days. As much as I tried I could not slow down for much of the trip, so some of the photos may be self taken. Scott is much better at breaking for a good photo op. Me on the other hand, well, I'm kinda of a throttle on or throttle off sort of rider. When in doubt ya know........ I also find that at 12000 feet the DR doesn't run quite as fast as she does at sea level. No complaints though, she rocked the entire length of the trip and as of today at 74464 miles on her has never left me stranded. And still wheelies at 35 mph with little effort.
Self portrait as said..... I think I was a few miles in front of the boys, but they soon catch the big bike....
Our first in the woods camp spot. Scott tries to tuck in the trees as we crossed a small stream with a sign that said stay on road...
Little boy wonder flying up the road..................
YES I SMOKE! A little later when we camp at 12500 ft it will take it's toll on my rest.
Here comes Scott.......
Yes I do have a wee one,
but Jesses' is smaller, at least that's what she said...........
More too come........................................
DR650 Maintenance schedule according to ass river to follow........ I would love to show a flow of change, but to lazy to look for pics from 2009 till now. Sorry, here's how it went. For those interested.....
March 2009 purchased a new XT250, 3 months later came the purchase of a brand spanking new 2009 DR650SE. This is where I begin an adventure of the most amazing bike I will ever own. The XT sits from then on and the DR gets some farkling. In the end I think the farkles have out priced the cost of the bike. That's OK though, my next bike is guess what! Another DR. Hee Hee
So fast forward 3 years and we have a very expensive 2009 DR650SE with 74464 miles on the odo. Now bear in mind these are my first bikes and I don't know jack shit about maintenance... so in this time frame we have had 8 oil changes, 22 rear tires and 12 front tires. I have done absolutely nothing recommended by the Dr650 folks on the Dr650 thread. Never had a gasket changed and only had one mishap with rear wheel bearings. Actually cush hub bearings, but replaced all rear wheel bearings at the time. Had to purchase a new cush drive as well. I know it's a lot of tires, but if you ride with me you'll understand. I've replaced the chain once, had the shocks replaced with something better than the total shit that comes with the bike. This was done when I replaced the chain and noticed it had rubbed a .5 inch gap in the swing arm. Still to date probably need to have that swing arm fixed. 40000 miles later though and no problems with it. And the chain could probably last another 10k I figure. I put in a little fuel filter in line. Does that count as maintenance? Well, that's it. I did the 8th oil change after this trip and did notice a lot of fine metal powder in the oil. Oh well, probably normal. I expect to get 100000 prior to the next one.
Now comes my opinion on maintenance. This has no real experience in it, except what has happened to me on my DR. I feel people are wrenching too much on their bikes. Put gas in it, turn the key on hit the start button on hold on. Well, hold on once you replace the carb and exhaust. Replace the tires as needed, for me every 2 weeks in the summer. Change the oil when you can't see the shiny metal at the back of the oil window. That's it. Leave the rest to chance...........And wear sunscreen! Everybody's free! Or so it goes.
MORE TO COME, back to 10 hour days to catch up.......
Thanks for the updates John, welcome back. Haven't seen that Sunscreen video, it's very timely given how I feel TODAY!
I'm goin away for the next week (Salmon Fishing), so won't have more updates in the next few days (Unless I get Wifi at Ft Stevens). Still have lots of pictures and stories to share though!
So moving on to some of the days following the first few mishaps. This country is beyond imagination and should be experienced. My hats off to the GPS track makers for this UTBDR. http://www.utbdr.com Make a point in the "life of your riding" to do this route. No matter where your from the beauty will blow your mind. And stop a few times more than I did. Memories fade to quickly and pics bring them back. A few words about our glorious route identifier Scott. Scott as I understand has not been riding too long. It did not show on this trip. Only one drop I believe (or that he told us about) and almost every alternate route on the map he was willing to give a try. Jesse and I are a little more "what's the worst that can happen"? Scott led us much of the way and we turned around only once. This turn around was while I was leading of course. There was just no way across that 100 foot gap without a block and tackle system, although Jesse wanted to try. Hats off to you also Scott. And thanks for the use of the truck and trailer. We would blown 2 days each way getting to and fro on the bikes.
So...... on to the memory jogger mode, and the more interesting than my crappy writing part of this thread.
Stay on the road or be shot is the theme in a lot of areas. Happy to abide though as long as we get to ride thru....
There was a lot of this......
I should mention here that I did study de-watering a DR650 prior to the OBDR last year, so the submersion of the DR at one of the water crossing didn't have me too worried. First time it has been killed that way though. I was a little more worried about how I alone was going to get the bike out of the water. Muffler filled with water, airbox full, and me sitting in water up to my mid section.
Absolute joy to have happen! Why you ask? Guess who crossed first and was getting off his bike, Jesse. No worries now here he comes to help. Jumped right in and pulled me out. Like I said "right in front of a bus for you anytime....."
Don't go to the right here
Moving on to the very very heavy rain storm at camp.... Scott is the only one with a tent you can sit up in at this time. So Jesse and I stuck it out as long as we could...
It did stop raining after a bit though.
Take special notice of the large warm fire, brought to you courtesy of your friendly neighborhood travel trailer folks. I approached a camper when the rain started and asked if they had a piece of dry newspaper I could have. Remember the DR has been almost completely under water by this time. So a lot of wet gear to dry out.
The response from the camper was you don't start a fire in the rain with newspaper. He and his partner broke from their dinner with a large group of campers and jumped into action. We had already collected some fire wood and were preparing to use the jetboil to start the fire. "Oh no" they said and followed me back to our camp with 2 gallons of white gas. Well, F'n Eh if that aint a linkweewee way of doing things.
Scott did come out of his tent when this happened.
And then there was this............
Now Scott has mentioned that I have a favorite time of the day. Morning, really really early morning. These are why! Self portrait here.
While I love the group riding aspect of motorcycling, once the helmet goes on it's just you and your thoughts. Probably why I love Scuba diving also. No phones ringing, no texts, nobody, but you. Hence the early morning wake up calls. Just me-build the fire get some coffee going watch the wildlife that only comes out when it's just prior to light. And there was a ton of it. We'll get into that later. One piece of advice about the wildlife for those that haven't seen a bear on their bike yet. If you jump off your bike to follow a bear over a cliff to get a picture. And it just crossed the road. Make sure it is a full grown bear. Jesse and I did just this and looked and looked for the bear over the cliff. So I threw a rock where I thought it was. 20 feet from us pops up a very small head, Jesse yells RUN!!! And so I proceed to shove him behind me and run for the bikes. Alas, momma was not right behind us on the road. Thank god I can still think fast. As I ran for the road I thought to myself "If that momma bear is right behind us" I will certainly have to trip Jesse and run like hell.
Ok' Enough of the "what I would do if I was being chased by a bear and had a good friend close to me..."
We move up and it cools off.
We put on more gear.
Where is scott, which way man..last nights rain left for some interesting road conditions up here. I believe this is where scott rolled up and said I slipped.
Ok, At exactly 40 seconds you see what riding with someone for a long time does. Jesse comes to a stop and wonders which way to go. watch my helmet. No words needed. perfect! I love when your riding partners need no verbal instructions.
Then we roll into this.............mind blowing I tell ya.
It was kinda like opening a door all the sudden. The landscape changed and you were in a different world. Or on a different planet.
Probably my favorite video. We tried to dry camp, but the allure of a shower and shiiter was too much. So we pulled into here
No tent needed for this campground. Perfect.....
Jesse and I do laundry
Scott hops in the shower. Then Jesse and I tell Scott we are heading up to the top of that spire there. Take our pics when we get up there. Cool he says.
Amazing up here.....
Nothing like getting your pic taken while your taking a pic. Blurry, but you get the point.
Scott gives the signal and we relax for a great evening. Sleeping under the stars is another one of those have to do things.
We settle down and Jesse has to fix something. Nothing new here
Man she is running good for this altitude. I did not bring extra jets to change out and was very lucky she kept running.
The next day leads to this.......
Scott realigns Jesses rear end.
Even after scott rear end adjustment Jesse is still a little crooked.
Hope this isn't to personal to show Jesse. If I hadn't been right behind you when you decided that the oncoming cattle guard would be perfect to bunny hop a jump out of, I wouldn't have posted these. I will admit when I saw the bike go end over end and Jesse sliding down the road, I was a little worried. When he came to a rest I jumped off my bike and yelled "stay down." At 22 and great shape Jesse was ready to jump up and run to check on his bike.
He sat for about 15 minutes and we were back on the road in about 30. Schweet. No real damage, but pride. You see just passed the neat jump of a cattle guard was a 90 degree right hand turn. Well, Jesse jumped real nice, and landed in the apex of the turn. Locking up his breaks instead of heading into the brush ended with what you see here. Still after finding Jesse alright I thought back and said "Damn why didn't I have my go pro on". Yep, I love ADV.
Now believe it or not we found the cap for that chain lube and continued to use it as I recall.
Believe it or not we put this back on and got it working also. Well, after getting a new bulb
We head into town for gas and a bulb. Then we head into the desert. It was hot....
Scott gets a little tired of the pavement quick. Out of my way buddy we're on an adventure here.
Full speed ahead. Love these roads.
We find some of this.
Thanks for the reply! I haved owned many different bikes, but like you, I love the big DR650. It's always good to read reports of high milage machines, but 75,000 miles of off-road riding in three years, with minimal maintenence and very few problems, has gotta' be a record of some kind.
Hopefully my current DR650 turns out to be as reliable as yours.
The ride report and photos that you guys have put together is great!
This is where we had pyro help!
Some good riding right off the bat.
The view from Camelot resort
Lead the way captain!
This guy was in the hieroglyph rock.
Ahhhh, the desert. I think this catches my pictures up.
It should be known that our beverage purchases were not consumed completely at night. Therefore in an effort to alleviate the load on the bikes some were finished in the wee hours of the morning upon rising. Now you may think the weight would be the same for the bike as the lbs. would still be there. It is much easier to carry captain morgans in your belly than in your backpack. To this end we would be sure to polish the bottles prior to leaving each morning.
This led to some weary travelers in the ladder part of some of the days. So mid stream when pulling for Moab I broke off to find suitable accommodations for a shower and some down time.
While Scott and Jesse plowed thru the 105 degree desert, I pealed off and headed for a shower, a real clothes washer, and a real nap. It was mid point of the trip and I was in dire need of some hospitality. This place sufficed. A fantastic lunch in Moab (pizza)
and a 2 hour nap and I was feeling much better. Scott and Jesse came along later in the day and we relaxed and watched some TV and got showers and laundry done. We headed out for dinner at the buffet (same restaurant)and then back to relax and have a great nights sleep. Followed by a free hotel bfast.
Yes we are a messy bunch. I'm didn't check my credit card to see if a disaster zone fee was charged.
We had prior to the trip shipped some new fresh tires to Moab Power Sports. We had planned on ruining the tires by this time. Well, we didn't. Scott had his changed while Jesse was allowed to use the comfort of their shop to change his own. Which ended in having them do it. Pinch flats are a bitch.
These peeps were really great to us, they allowed Jesse to use their front room to work on his bike and allowed me the use of a Razor to run some errands.
My D606 somehow had survived the trip thus far, which is really weird as I would think 1000 miles would have destroyed it as usual. So I was left to carry a spare rear tire the rest of the trip. Thinking I would change it on the trail once needed. Never did.
We met some really cool peeps from the UK and visited with a lovely female rider for a while. Talk about a catch. She was riding a GS and had it loaded with at least 125 lbs of gear doing the TAT. Her fellow rider was their and had pre shipped some sprockets for his Xchallange. While he was tending his bike Jesse was drooling over the young lady. Hopefully Scott or Jesse got a shot of them prior to our departure. They were really hardcore and had quit their jobs in the UK and come to ride the US and end on the Island up north and look for work. Something I would like to do in their end of the world. Someday, someday!
As soon as we left we headed up a very difficult section of sharp baby heads.
We climbed and climbed. Then we came around a corner and this was in our way..
I come around another corner and find Jesse on the ground and his bike laying on it's side. Hmmmmm...Another "accident"?
A mechanical issue. Guess what it was. Pinch flat. Jesse had decided that the 2 seconds I was behind him was too long to wait for proper tools and threw the bike on it's side and started removing the tire. Gung ho! Truly! Never seen a tire changed that way, but it worked with a little wrestling.
This is while I kept scanning the skies for lightning. It was crackling and striking all around us. Made for a few hurry up Jesse. Hurry up let's get under cover NOW!
We made it and continued on to find shelter for the impending weather. Didn't go half a mile and found Scott sheltering under a few trees next to a creek relaxing in his chair. We passed the captain around a bit and waited about 30 minutes for the storm to pass. It was getting cold, so a little nip warmed us right up. We continued to climb up and up. Until we reached this. It was a real treat to find the top finally.
Now for those that have a carb on their bike you will understand this. The DR while running and carrying me and all my shiit, started to bog down a lot up here. She kept running and starting, but the power was gone. It was what I was worried about prior to leaving and had me put together a set of jets to bring along. I forgot them at home and was now at the mercy of the TM40 pumper gods. They pulled me thru with flying colors I think.
We continue on and start down the hill. We get to some very slick spots and some really ruff goings. All passed the pass without incident though. We started looking for a place to camp. We pass a few ponds with shitters and continue down further, as the elevation would have meant for a very cold night. We were semi prepared for weather, but not freezing nights for sure. My sleeping bag was rated at 40 degrees and everyone knows that means 60 degrees. I have slept in sub freezing temps in it before and had some very very rough nights.
So, we rattle down the mtn some more until it heats up a bit. And find a perfect spot all to ourselves.
It was actually a great spot to spend a night. The views were amazing and the life was out in full force the next morning.
The next morning we packed up early and headed down for the heat of the desert. We ran into this little campground that I hope Jesse will post his pics of because there was a waterfall you could walk behind. He got some pretty good shots of us behind the falls.
Here is a little video of the campground and damn. Maybe one of you locals can tell us the name and have some more pics of the place. Their were tons of trout in the stream you could practically grab with your hands too.
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My hero died after this. damn thing uses more batteries than any other device I carry. POS in my book in that respect.
Into the desert we go..................
We came across a lot of neat stuff out there. This was one of my favorites....
Been sitting for a few years. Not probably the safest place to go, but you know Jesse and I by know. What's the worst that can happen??????????
I'm sure it's safe Jesse go ahead.........
We got the hell out before we got to spooked.
Not sure why, but Scott didn't want to follow us into the mine. Think he knows something we don't?
It was a very neat place to see. I love old mines and this one just appeared out of nowhere.
More to come............
We Leave the mine behind and head into some absolutely gorgeous terrain.
This was some high speed fun on gravel. My kinda stuff... 90+ mph on real groomed roads. Complete throttle up rear wheel let go and reverse steer kinda stuff ya know. A treat and I soon passed the boys and left even the faint hint of trail behind for them. The little 250's were out matched in this section. There was no way I was holding back here. This left me waiting a bit and goofing with the camera for once.
They caught up eventually and I said let's set up some glammer shots here.
Now some god somewhere thought I was nice to a butterfly at some point in my life and decided to return the favor. As we are setting up some of the glammer shots around the corner comes a state trooper with a XR650 in the bed of his truck and stops. Prior to this I was hitting nearly 100mph on these roads. How I didn't run smack into this guy is beyond me. He stops and we talk for a bit about his bike and ours. He is heading up to help the other state trooper we passed about 40 miles back in the woods. 2 flat tires left him stranded and this guy says i'm on my way up to bring another tire for him. He then says why don't you guys go back around the corner there and I'll take some pics of you guys as you round the corner and come up the hill. Well, la de da! How frickin cool is that. HE ALSO SAID JUST DON"T EXCEED THE SPEED LIMIT OF 35MPH! We said what about your buddy and he responds with, and I quote, "ahhhh he's probably asleep anyway." So that is how we got the shot of the 3 of us coming up the hill as a group. Super guy, and a real bike rider for sure. Wish my plate was government issued. Shit I wish my bike was supplied to me by the government for that matter. The XR he had was in worse shape than Jesses' old XR. That is saying something. Just a great cop though. And the fact he hadn't caught me screaming to the inside and completely sideways on the corners with his front bumper I'll never know. I have a tendency to forget that other traffic uses the road I'm on.
what a cool guy, offering to take pics and everything.
It's fun to read your report. Funny how North to South (vs south to north) looks so different.
I don't recognize anything on this page...
except these rocks.
I'm not sure if Scott and Jesse are all right with me continuing on here, but what the hell I have a load more pics and am friday bored for some riding. I have the weekend off, first one since returning and have a plan for another 1500 added to the DR. Yee Ha Itchin' to go ya know.......
We continue on after the officer and ride the day away. I really like that saying... "Ride The Day Away". When life beats me up that is what I do. Leave it all behind.
Ya I have strange tastes. I was married once to a true red head too..............Go figure?
We get a little lost and stumble finally onto a campground that looks mostly abandoned. I mean the grass hasn't been cut in 20 years, trees hanging down all around the tables type of abandoned. We look for a place to pay and find a sign that says "due to the water problem there is no fee at this campground". Schweet.....
We start the duties right away so we can relax a little earlier today. Collecting wood and the like....
We were also able to find a grocery store that had some great fruit. What a treat that was. Truly needed.
We have dinner and take a few strolls around for a while to look at the countryside. And Jesse comes back with a new friend. He will spend the next 3 hours with his new friend. Doing this kinda stuff.
We all come to the agreement that he should stick to the pistol in his pocket. Now at this time you have to remember that Jesse lost his wallet on the first day, right. Well, the new friend may have a solution.........
Getting tired so I head back and leave Jesse with his buddy "Tim" I think. We'll call him that for now. Well, Tim explained the water situation to us and that the cops tried to kick him out of the park a while back for staying past the day limit. He wasn't about to abide by that. Not when you've got a sweet set up like this.
So I head back and get ready to set up the tent, then F it.... I call the table I say. Scott likes his tent and Jesse doesn't care where he sleeps. Hammock or ?... buddies trailer maybe
I really liked CO as a state to ride in. The scenery was fantastic and the roads well maintained.
The next morning we head out for another pass. Hope the DR keeps running. Ahhh really I didn't give it a thought.
minute 2:15 for the part I'm talking about. Or watch the whole thing.....
It was slab time and I tried to take the lead. Jesse would have none of it with his 250 and he gets as low as he can and barrels past me. Stupid fuel injection.......... Then we get here.
Our grins are very big eh? The people helping take photos for us were a group of female bicycle riders. All about 25. Jesse could hardly contain himself.
We drop out of the high stuff a bit and head for town and fuel, lunch and supplies. captain morgan is really all we needed.
This place was amazing to ride into.
We all got a little camera happy. Just a sweet little town that appeared out of nowhere.
It turned out to be a tourist trap for sure. Still it had it's moments. Particularly what the special was that day.
So we have the special and grab needed supplies and head out. Need a place to stay for the night and a fire would nice. So a real campground would be needed. Fire closures and all. Very strict out there. So we roll upon this place. Everything out here is so frickin new and cool to me.
There is a view of this from camp.
And then we notice this............
Scott and I are hungry, but no way in hell Jesse isn't checking that out.
Upon return though it wasn't all that great.
I have another pic earlier in the thread from our first nights. It shows a much smaller moon. I'll put them one on the other here.
That's how long we've been out. Memories of work have faded by now. Thoughts about what we have to do at home a distant for sure. That is what I remember about this moon this night.
For those that read this and haven't done longer than a few days. Get out and do it. The longest I've done was this one 16 days. Next year is a month. AZBDR and on to further southern states, and anything else I can incorporate. It will be a Ural trip though. So a little slower....
It was a great evening for sure.
It should be noted that I broke one of the tent poles. That's why it looks like it's laying down. I will purchase a new tent later on, at a great price. The gal I called said if you guys come in on your bikes I'll give you a 25% discount. So we went there. Pretty good people out here. They like adventurous people that are willing to spend money in there little towns. The shop I didn't get a pic or the name of sorry. It was a little house with a husband and wife that ran it. A tiny adventure store. Cool.
Morning brings a new fire and warming up.
Little boy wonder is wearing down. Hee Hee Wait till yer 40 pal.
And drink all day long...........
Honestly we are all feeling it.
Departure last shots.
Onward and upward we go..................
No problem, it's cool to see your pictures and the trip through your eyes. I'm seeing some of the sights that I missed while farting around taking pictures at the back of the pack (euphemism for being slow as hell). I'll get back to my day-by-day report when I get back next weekend. You just have to see the pictures of Onion Creek in Utah that you missed - that section was one of my favorites. I have a nice video for it also, but lack the patience to edit it, maybe later. We'll have to have a "movie" night and share video's we took. Oh, and the backward-mounted-helmet Go-Pro, worked great!
I don't know what a keyboard is so here are some more pics:
I believe these were a day before Moab .
This is the section we missed John on. There was a streem that snaked up the hill and the road just cut through it. This made for a lot of small crossings. It was great fun. I laid in one to cool off.
Right after I changed my flat tire, I hit this tree and bent my handlebars pretty good; the worst part was I fell on my back and broke my unused bottle of deet which would have been nice to have. I borrowed some from John and Scott.
John chooses hammock to sleep in. Must be fun.
Heading into town.
view inside the mine
View outside the mine.
Gotta put this in here because of what I said in my last RR.
We head out from camp and spend some time in the best riding in the forest I've done. The roads are fantastic. It rained some and was keeping the dust down and allowing for group riding. It looked like this.....
Kinda long vids, but it was epic riding for sure.
We head up and up. This will be our highest camp spot. 12200ft. It was perfect up there and gorgeous. My new tent is super nice and makes for a great addition to my bundle of tools for riding. Love it. We found a campground that was packed to the gills. So we headed out of the campground and saw a couple hiking down a little road. Well, lets go up that and see what's up there. We found this.......
It was a nice camp spot.
We even had a view of the lake. Where the campground was filled with people.
I thought about changing my tire, as it was nice and cool out. Changed my mind though!
It was a beautiful place to stay.
Really enjoying your ride and report! You all even survived some pretty good get offs! Like us in Texas, its a long haul to CO, so we opt to load the bikes and start off in places like Gunnison. Ride on dudes!
Glad the captain helped pull you guys through.
What was the mileage of the whole trip?
Wish you could have joined us. Scott ended up picking up a butler map in CO. Coulda used some direction. Made for more adventure though. I like trying to get lost at least a couple days of the trip. Maybe see ya next year on my way thru....
Hey Ernie, yep captain pulled us thru. Missed ya this time buddy. Next year come with me south. We'll get really lost.
I deleted my tracks prior to last weekends ride, but I think the total was a little over 2200 miles. Perfect for your GS. You would have loved it.
See ya soon.
Wish we had the water we had on last years ride. We were hurtin' for sure on this years.
Or at the least apple jam with us, you know how much crap he packs.
Hey, I found a pic of Jesse's honda. Here you go........ switched from this to the 250 for this year.
Last years OBDR.... loved this trip also.
Ok off topic sorry. Memories.....
You have been racking up some good rides John.
Good reads and I know you guys scoot along.
I'll be around for a future ride or two.
Its good to see Jessie getting in on some good life experiences. Go Jessie!
Great thread Scott.
Can't wait to do this ride