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Discussion in 'Latin America' started by crashmaster, Sep 13, 2010.
70 fluid lbs, man.
11 gallons leaving SP, proly 9 at the road to Bolivia. 9 in the tank, only 8 useable. How many would I need?
Dunno. That's a moto/KC tanker-load, for sure.
Did you ever read the altimeter change on the GPS while you were filling up?
Did you meet your Gypsy....again?
Moto groove back?
Today up by Lake Suprior in the Chequamagon National Forest I aired down to 25 pounds front and rear on an almost new set of TKCs and with only about 8 gallons on board I still couldn't get up thus one hill of sugar sand without falling at least twice. I don't know if I've got what you need for Bolivia.
Unless those narrow sandy forest roads are actually hard.
I hate tp type this, but I'm smelling something wrong.
Or he has gone off hunting for high passes in remote places.
I say we mount a search party.
I have been camping for a while. Just got into a town with internet, and got a hotel to hose off all my shit and my stanktified self.
I am also going to work on an update to my RR, just as soon as I find the beer store. Well, maybe the wine store because this is Argentina after all.
However, everything is closed and it took me 13 tries and 3 hours to find a hotel room. They claim it is some kind of holiday here, but I know better. They took one sniff and one look at me and wouldnt let me in the hotel.
I have seen some cool stuff in the last couple of weeks........
first, I got high.
Then I started seeing the cool shit. You generally see cool shit when you get high.
If you actually go missing or get hurt I hope you'll have someone pre-positioned to put us out if our misery.
What kind of aircraft took you up to 16.5k feet? That must be a nice turboprop.
I'm only single-engine qualified and I rarely go over 10,000 feet. Don't you need to actually wear O2, or be in a pressurized cabin, if you fly over 15,000 feet?
Good to hear from you again.
Great shots, what´s this, Paso de Sico?
Gracias. Those shots are from the lagunas route. I would say its about half sand or about 150 miles of sand and deep gravel. The rest is just some rocks and some horrible bone jarring washboard, or calamines. Not a big deal, unless you dont like to ride that stuff.
Bman, well, its just sand. If you use the proper technique, its not a big deal at all, even on a loaded bike. You just have to stay on the pegs, on the gas, grip the tank with your knees, steer with the pegs, keep a very, very light grip on the bars and let the front wheel do what it wants, and let the bike dance around beneath you. And never, ever, touch the front brake.
Do you ever wipe out in the sand?
There are those that have and say they have, and there are those that lie and say they haven't.
Good to see Stinky is back....
Of course. The problem is that when you get pretty good with a big loaded bike in the sand, you tend to go faster. Then something comes at you that you're not ready to deal with, or you get lazy and sit on the seat for a few seconds, or try to rest your legs by leaning on the handle bars while standing. Then really bad shit can happen..........
Eating shit on a big loaded bike at 50 mph is never a good thing. If youre a peddler that has to walk the bike through the sand, then you dont tend to get hurt when you drop the bike at .5 mph. But with that technique, it would take you about 3 years to get from the salar to San Pedro.
Tell us a story, Uncle V! About crashing in a salar hundreds of miles into it? ...something to justify in our minds the calamity and good adventure we worried about when you were gone for so long?
I wish I had a good story, but all that happend was that I froze my ass off for a few days.
Boring. Too long. Didn't read.
At least make something up.
While you were gone, we all moved on. I started reading about sail boats. A few of the other latin america regulars started a ballroom dance group. All together, I think we amassed 836.2 hours of Vinny-Worry-Denial. And you have the balls to say that all you did was freeze your ass off.
At least do us the favor of giving us the password to the file with the blond playing frisbee on the beach in Mexico.
Where are the woops?
That compass screen is a nice feature.
16k is big - real big. Well done, man. thumb: