ADVRiders Eat Piney Power Turkey

Seven gathered in the piney sands of New Jersey to work off some Thanksgiving turkey.

Tribeless, BMW 1150GS
Nightstalker, KTM 950
Inspector, KLR650
OCFRider, KTM 950
RBOTT, KTM 950
BPeterson, DRZ400
and today's fearless leader:
Ducky750, on the Husky

We started at the Mike-O-Neal motel. The sand attack started soon afterwards. Here's the goods:

RBOTT came down from Vermont. No rocks to be found in South Jersey.

Tribeless, just after getting stuck on a sandy hill. That's BPeterson and Inspector giving him a hand.

Can you say sandy whoops!! I think we did 40 miles of whoops. My ass is whooped out.

Tribeless just after a real nasty wipe out right in front of me!!

Lunch was yummy.

Getting ready to depart. DeerslayR joined us for a little food and a little ride.

DeerslayR's time with us was short however. He hit a big hole, flipped the BMW over twice, and this was all that was left of him.

That damn Ducky was taking us down the nastiest trails.

We got tired of following him through this crap and decided to turn around.

We decided to try to find him instead of just leaving without him. There he was, in the middle of his pond, being a good duck.

We talked him into leaving the pond and doing some more riding with us.

We had a heck of a time getting out of this muck. Thank god for helpful riding buddies.

Did I mention how great it is to have buddies that are willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. I was really stuck in the muck, and Tribeless volunteered to PUSH me out. With him in the rear and two more in the front, we managed to break the big bike loose.

The aftermath.

My repotted rear wheel.

Tribeless in the play area.

"BIG AIR" Tribeless action sequence.

The ground shook on landing.

An earthquake ensued, nearly swallowing the BMW. Tribeless saved it in the nick of time.

There's a right line and a wrong line. This is what happens when you choose poorly. HOLY SMOKES was that deep!!!