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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by Ikeya-Seki, Jul 9, 2021.
I hope you figure it out, I'm sure you will. Hoping for the best on your adventure.
Thanks man - I’m in good hands with these fine folks from Idaho.
Glad you found some help…hope it turns out to be something simple. Also glad you got to enjoy a good cigar and some beer. Harolds my Dad. Pretty sure he’d give you the shirt off his back to help a fellow moto-head out. He was quite the off road rider back in the day. Road through many states before any BDRs were published. Those days are gone now, so a little vicariously living through fellow adventurers is always fun for him. Have fun and good luck. If you need anything in Colorado, just holler.
You meet the best people when you have trouble. Not sure why it works that way, but, it just does.
I’m glad you found the thread. Yes, your dad has been an invaluable help. More, I’ve enjoyed his company camaraderie, not to mention his humor. Honestly, without his and Sharon’s help right now, I’d be in a tight spot so I cannot say enough about what good folks they are. LIke chudzikb says, “You meet the best people when you have trouble.” And I think that’s because the best people stand up.
Same to you…whenever you are in New Hampshire or even close by, never hesitate to holler - you got a friend there. -
Any solution? Just checking, and hoping...
The expectation is for mid day tomorrow (Wednesday). I should know something by COB today, but not as of yet. With a little luck I’ll be back on trail Friday morning. I’ll post a Sit Rep manyana.
Washtub Fire Pit. You need one!
Hey it’s Roy here the guy on the 690 that you met in Pierce, I think I told you my biggest fear with the KTMs was some kind of electronic failure. Sorry that it happened to you and hope you get her patched up quickly and back on the road. I was able to complete section 6 after Pierce without any closures but came into a couple on sections 7 & 8 and am back in so. Cal now
Good Luck on your journey
Sit Rep: Back on the trail. Details to follow in next RR.
Sit Rep: Jarbidge, NV tonight w/ RR
my kinda church.
Sunday, September 26
Nuts & Bolts: After leaving Darby, ID and crowding the Mcgruder Corridor, I break down in Elk City and am rescued by local folks. What I first thought was an electronic issue turns out to be mechanical and I’m back on the road in just under a week. Pressing on, I ride through Yellow Pine, Lorman (with a side trip), Pine and now into Jarbidge, completing the IBDR and beginning the Nevada Backcountry Discovery Route.
Miles: ? / 184.6 / 142.9 / 250.0 / 214.2
Total Miles: 11,832.1
MPG: ? / 56.5 / 60.4 / 54.9 / 58.9
Weather: 34 - 86F. Chilly, near freezing mornings blend into warmer, sunny afternoons. Temps increase further south. One morning was a balmy 57F at 7300 feet.
Trail Conditions: Ranging from dusty & dry grey gravel to damp, race-ready hard pack. Some climbing with large and small stone, easy lines. Many switchbacks, not too steep. Excellent conditions.
Stops: Too many to list.
Lodging: Travelers Rest, Elk City. Harold’s Ranch. Sharon’s in Nampa. Trailside 30 miles north of Pine, behind the pub in Lowman, trailside at 7300 ft 25 miles north Yellow Pine, Outdoor Inn at Jarbidge, NV,
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Observations: What can I say? I could write about standing in a stranger’s house, alone in my underwear or I could write about the woman who got lost searching for Bigfoot. That will have to wait.
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The time spent with Harold & company was top notch. From fire pits to cigar saloons and everything in between. Restoring faith in America one breakdown at a time. I’ll expand later in reflections.
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Speaking of breakdowns, as it turns out the problem with Katy M was not electronic at all: it was the intake valve. Ultimately, I gambled on the service interval and lost. I’d hoped to make it to San Diego, but Katy M needed some love. New plugs too. And, my front rim has enough of a ding that it wasn’t holding air so I converted to a tube. The folks at KTM Moto One in Nampa did I a great job of fitting me into their schedule & keeping me updated along the way.
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The only snafu was that my cruise control and quick shifter were deactivated which meant a mad slab run from Lowman on Saturday morning. Eddie & Darby from KTM Nampa set me up with a demo to grab lunch and Katy M was set to go when I got back. She runs like a raped ape.
The Magruder Corridor was fantastic, Elk City lived up to it’s name, the ride to Yellow Pine was fine and onto Pine and Jarbidge. I hit plenty of varied terrain with tons of long, lazy switchbacks, incredible vistas and some tricky sections of loose sand and rock.
Fall colors are in full effect.
To keep things (and me) moving along, I’m going to focus forward and let some photos do the talking.
We ride on,
Photos taking too long to load. I’ll post a bonanza of pics soon.
Sit Rep: In Elko, NV. Great day of riding until 35 feet of hell hole.
I think you need a manicure not "manure"
avoid licking fingers….
Tuesday, September 28
Nuts & Bolts: After climbing out of Jarbidge, NV, Katy M & I ride over a mountain pass & south to Elko, but not before a nearly three hour mud odyssey.
Total Miles: 11,944.4
MPG: 52.6 (bit of tire spinning in the mud hole)
Weather: 44-74F. Sunny, brisk start to the day. Very few clouds and 20 mile visibility. Comfortable in base layer plus jacket all morning - down to base layer mid afternoon on. A great day for riding.
Trail Conditions: Hard-pack with some loose sand, gravel sections and some bull dust. One shitty - no, really: it was full of cow shit - mud hole.
Stops: Matties Tap House & Grill, Elko for pork chops, spicy slaw & baked potato. Milk stout.
Lodging: Shilo Inn, Elko.
Observations: While finishing up my breakfast at the Outdoor Inn at Jarbidge, a local law enforcement officer came in to announce a missing person. Apparently a 49 y/o woman got lost searching for Bigfoot. Now, when someone is in danger, it’s not joke, but “play stupid games, win stupid prizes.”
The ride out of Jarbidge begins with a set of switchbacks that get you up & out of the valley lickety-split. From there a slow winding decent brings you to the desert floor. On the way views treat one to fall colors, yellow and orange Aspens, pastel sage and a feast of natural eye candy.
There is an “expert” section that rides over and through Wild Horse Canyon that includes a few rocky climbs & descents, twisting two track and a cool ranging cabin. The landscape turns more toward desert with low, pannier sweeping brush and a few scattered trees. Plenty of livestock and deer. I made a pit stop at the cabin & signed the guest book. There were bones bleaching in small corral.
The remaining route to Elko included easy rolling across well established roads and a shorter section across desert pasture. A few water crossings and a couple steep erosion banks made up most of the technical riding, until that 35 foot fucking mud hole.
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I hate mud. It’s fun on a dirt bike, when you can go home and clean up, but on an adventure bike, I’d rather avoid it. In this case, there was no way around that I could find so I went for it. In hindsight, I’d have take a longer run up, but the thought of nose diving in a hole and vaulting the handlebars had me starting from 15-20 feet out. I almost made it.
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My front tire found a Sippi hole and brought me to a stop. I feathered the throttle and maybe got another two feet before bogging down, nearly bottoming out.
Well, I spent the next 2.5 - 3 hours wrestling Katy M out of the mud. I dug with my hands, pulled and hoisted with straps, tugged on the wheels, monkey lifted, flipped, spun, and filled holes with brush and stones before I managed to break free. In the end, it was strategically placing a few stones under the AXP skid plate below the tank lobe and one by the foot peg that allowed me the leverage I needed to free that front wheel.
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It beat the shit out of me. My back is whack and I roiled in spasms all night long. Such is the life of a adventure travel rider.
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So, laundry done and left-overs in my belly, I will hit the car wash once more (sans bags) before loading up and heading to Austin, NV.
It’s supposed to get down to 15 degrees tonight in Austin, so it may get interesting.
We ride on,
Photo Bonanza as promised. (Not sure why some pics are not displaying)
Even with fire damage, this country is truly beautiful. Nice job on the report.
Spent about 6 days with DCTfan completing the TAT in 2019. Well known for solo exploration and showing up with beer to share. Good on Em!
Wednesday, September 29
Nuts & Bolts: After a long night of mud puddle muscle spasms, Katy M and I set out on the 234 mile trek to Austin, NV where I stop for homemade BBQ chicken and lodging intel. Temps are down and the riding is cold and fast. I wrestle though sections of deep bug/bull dust, which thankfully is at least dry. Landscape eye candy all the way, and of course, wild horses. I used nearly every drop of fuel - 24 miles left in the tank and 16 more to go before gas - uphill.
Total Miles: 12,196.3
Weather: Fucking cold. Sunny, cold. Got up to 57F and down to 37F. Some wind.
Trail Conditions: Bug or bull dust in the lower desert pastures, long well groomed gravel road otherwise. Fast, wide open sight lines.
Stops: Trailside for peanut butter & tortilla.
Lodging: Paradise Ranch Castle, Reeds River Valley
Observations: After some climbing and descending through some beautiful mountain passes where patches of melted Crayola Crayons painted the slopes in greens, yellows, oranges and deep, deep reds.
Light play on the hillside folds and contours captured my gaze at every turn. Yellow and gold dominated against a backdrop of straw and frosted green. Nevada impresses.
I’d run into another NVBDR rider in Jarbidge who is taking his BMW 1000 GS (34 years old) along the trail and I ran into him again between Elko and Austin. He was moving along at his own pace and mentioned he’s no fan of bug dust. Well, there are a few nasty, boot filling sections of it and I wonder if he made it. I suspect he pitched a tent, but I’m not sure. So, Isaac, if you’re reading this, let me know how you made out.
I pulled into Austin a little after 7 p.m. with a frozen chin. Temps fell well below 50F and luckily, I had my Avade heated shirt. What a difference. After finding the only place open for chow, I met a local couple who knew of a place to stay and made the call for me. Making short work of the BBQ chicken, mashed, succotash and chocolate chip zucchini bread, I fired up Katy M for the 16 mile ride into the desert. I could barely make out the shape in the dark but the castle turrets were unmistakable. I was offered the “secret” basement room, complete with camouflaged wooded wall door. Pretty neat stuff.
Now finishing a self cooked breakfast, I’m holding off for the sun to do some work and temps to rise past the 40’s before moving on to Tonopah….
We ride on,