... and then Bob flatted again, in a BIG way. (Greg, this happened after you split off at the end of the day so read on for the exciting conclusion to our ride...) The players: - Greg (KTM 950) - Bob (KTM 950 - Jon ("inte" - KTM 640 Adv) This ride evolved like this - Greg had been doing some exploring out in Pioneer Town & up to Big Bear from there & I was wanting to join one of these excursions. Bob had just come off the Jimmy Lewis riding course and was in the area, so he (with all his newly-enhanced riding skills) was along for the day also. We all decided to meet in Hemet near Bob's hotel. I decided to take the long way around to hit the scenic route - it was cold & pretty foggy in spots, but well worth it... Hwy 74 The last part of this road (or beginning depending on which way you're going) has some dramatic views of the Lake Elsinore area Around 8am I rolled into Hemet and we met at a Denny's - talked bikes, looked over maps, and made a waitress jealous over how we were going to spend our day... From there is was east (you'll have to consult the map and the end of the report, or Greg for details on the roads ...). We hit a fun dirt road with a few little water crossings here & there (Greg should have photos of the water crossings later). We stopped at one point & noticed a fire in the distance - given the fires in So Cal recently, this isn't to be taken lightly... Greg calls in the fire from his sat phone: The snow in the background is Big Bear - 8000'. We're actually going to go all the way around the mountain through the desert & then up the back You can see some of the road we just came up We continue on. After a very windy ride through the windmill fields off the 10 near Desert Hot Springs, we get on the 62 (?) and head towards Joshua Tree. 30 miles or so short of that it's a gas stop, then off to the ex-movieset of Pioneer Town. "There ain't room for the two of us in this town..." Obligatory bump in the road photo op. Point-and-shoot digitals are NOT designed for action photos... Greg Bob Me The nastiest part of the ride were just that - nasty. Rocks ... very, up. No photos... Parked after... ...this water crossing. Greg's got the photo of Bob & I seeing who's bike will throw more water on the other person... Soon after, we entered the east part of Big Bear Lake - but not before I came around a corner & saw a big orange KTM at an odd angle in the scrub a few feet of the road ... no photos (Greg, we got your back man... ) Old mine ...? ...then came the (1st) flat. Between the three of us, we got rolling again ... for a while at least. (Good shot for the "scenic repairs" thread a while back...?) I'll be updating one of the tire threads later ... can't recommend Kings tires for off road... Stopped at Fawnskin for snacks & to get a map to help us complete the ride down the hill AND ... when we were completing the ride down the hill, a Nissan impeded my progress. No injuries - thank God for disposable trucks - my plastic gas tank dented the bumper. Glad this guy wasn't driving my GMC. Fortunately I had my GPS running and the track log shows my average speed on this entire road was only 16.15 mph - TOP speed was 20.0 and low speed was 7.4. The guys driving was pretty young & I guess he was trying to impress his girlfriend or something by sliding corners... Dude, I think I scratched my bike... ah, whatever ... I'm not leaking fuel ... insurance companies will sort it out ... we've got a ride to complete! more berms ahead As we got down the hill, you could see accross the valley over to the Angeles Oaks area and hwy 38 - the views were spectacular! I like this photo: We decided to skip the road that would take us to the 38 & opt for the longer route around to the 330... ...it was longer than expected. But scenic. Bikes on a bridge we encountered - mine's in the background with it's new battle scars... Greg's has a growing amount of fame surrounding his epic water crossings! It was a LONG & SLIPPERY ride back to pavement. Greg was happy to be there before dark... So now the adventure was supposedly over. We're back on a twisty mountain highway, nothing left to do but head down the mountain, make a quick stop for gas, then hit the freeway all the way back home. Pretty uneventful. That is, unless your front inner tube melts at 80 miles per hour. I knew the freeways back to Orange County, so I took the lead. I noticed Bob was falling back & when I looked up again, nothing! I pulled off the freeway, grabbed my cell & called him up. Turns out he was on the side of the freeway trying to figure out how he flatted again! I doubled back to meet him - I had a spare front tube, but turns Bob's existing valvestem had also failed! Perhaps the heat from the tube melting. Either way, a BIG thanks to officer Bell who hung out & trained his spotlight on us to help our repair & fend off drunks from thinking we had just made a new right-hand lane on the freeway... ... so that was our day. What'd y'all yerselves do?