ONTARIO ADVride - FIGHT CLUB - Aug.16th 2008

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  1. Lornce

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  2. Ooobah-Moto

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    Part 2:<o:p></o:p>
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    As we cross Anson creek, and leave behind the group of ATV riders… I can’t stop thinking about what they said – “You’re in for the ride of your life”.<o:p></o:p>
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    At this point, Vcrash is ahead of us – he’s trying to get out as fast as he can; meanwhile, his HP2 is progressively loosing oil. <o:p></o:p>
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    As the trail begins to tighten up, <st1:place w:st="on">Cam</st1:place> and his son Mac follow us close behind on their ATV. It surprises me that he’s able to get the four-wheeler up some of the climbs. Conversely, I imagine he thought the same about us. In fact, he kept saying, “it’s good to know there’s still some people left in this world crazy enough to try this”. <o:p></o:p>
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    The next 4 hours was going to be a battle. <o:p></o:p>
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    We finally catch up to Vcrash, his bike is once again stuck in the mud – standing alone, yes, without a kickstand. And, yes, without oil. <o:p></o:p>
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    So here we are, a fork in the road; except, there is no road and both options are essentially dead ends.
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    We spend the next hour scouting our options. We spread out like solders, looking for an escape. If you reference the map, at the top of Part 1, we’re at the point where the “ex’d” trail veers off to the left from the main trail. <o:p></o:p>
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    Within 10mins of Cam scouting the “main” trail on his ATV, he comes back to tell us it’s a dead end – water bog with tall grass everywhere; evidence that even the ATV’s and argo’s have steered clear of it. <o:p></o:p>
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    Let the scouting begin:<o:p></o:p>
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    It’s 3pm and I’ve used my second and last power gel. Along with my water, I’m out of any source of nutrition and hydration. Something I didn’t anticipate whatsoever – but should have been better prepared for. <o:p></o:p>
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    Vcrash pulls the plug - it’s due time we get rid of dead weight. <o:p></o:p>
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    After having spent the last hour looking for a way out, his bike excavated itself of all resources. With no oil left in the engine, we obviously agreed it’s not a good idea to run it dry. He’ll have to come back for it. I mark a waypoint on my GPS.<o:p></o:p>
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    It’s at this point that Larose comes walking up from the direction we rode in from. He’s found a bushwacked trail around impassable waters. There’s no choice but to go for it. We gear up and backtrack 100 yards and enter the bush. This is truly where carpe feces hit the fan. <o:p></o:p>
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    The trail is littered with freshly cut sapling stumps – the kind that love to bite your tubes. A flat this late in the game would have spelled disaster; thankfully we all manage to avoid doing so. Over and above the potential of a flat, the width of the trail proves to be a challenge and kills any momentum necessary to clear an all essential obstacle. <o:p></o:p>
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    We come to a sharp left hand turn with a steep dip. Shortly thereafter, a log bridge must be roosted across before you take a run up “no more pictures hill”. I’m the lucky summamma bitch out front, so I gun it…… Mother Nature quickly punches me in the mouth and hands me my ass. There I am once again, lifting my hernia hubba bubba for the 10<sup>th</sup> time (10 x 495lbs = 4,950lbs worth of lifting at that point in time of the day!!!!). <o:p></o:p>
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    Two things: <o:p></o:p>
    Roosting a log bridge is as easy as opening an umbrella where the sun don’t shine. Ya… you’re not going to get very far my friend.<o:p></o:p>
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    “no more pictures hill” – you’ll find out soon enough. <o:p></o:p>
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    So I pick my bike up, and we continue along the bottom of a ridge on the bushwack trail to the other end of the impassible bog. Meanwhile, we’re eyeing the top of the ridge – dreaming we could have made it up that hill. To no avail.<o:p></o:p>
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    MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON OUR SOULS. <o:p></o:p>
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    We make it to the other end of the bog to find a mud pit worse than the one we just rode around. I quickly dismount and walk straight into the bog – like a Rottweiler looking for a fight! - “FUCK ME!!!! We’re not getting through this one guys”<o:p></o:p>
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    It goes without saying, we have NO option but to make it up that hill we just rode past. In the meantime, <st1:place w:st="on">Cam</st1:place> was able to make it up on his ATV and was waiting for us atop the ridge. Vcrash is walking beside the ATV at this point - maintaining an average speed greater than ours. <o:p></o:p>
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    Before Larose, Drcool and Doughy turn around and back track, I’m able to clear a few logs out of the way. They clear the section and wait for me at the hill. I think nothing of it, jump on my beast and make my way back. <o:p></o:p>
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    Well, it didn’t help that after lifting my bike that many times, scouting the deep mud bogs and lifting logs out of the way – I could barely swing my short leg over my steed. Within moments of doing so, I get stuck on an otherwise easy climb. I drop my bike, not once but seven times [total drop/lift count: 17 x 470(as I’m almost our of fuel)lbs = 7,990lbs!!!]. I start to loose my breathe and can barely call out for help. My heart is pounding at redline and I wonder if it’s possible for a 27year old (who’s reasonably healthy & who’s never smoked) to have a heart attack.!?<o:p></o:p>
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    Meanwhile, back at the climb. With each attempt – Doughy digs his grave. He’s used every last nanogram of energy and lay’s on his back. With the camera at the ready, he say’s “no more pictures”. Larose and Drcool see the anguish in his eyes, simultaneously they enter survival mode! <o:p></o:p>
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    I can barely manage to call out help as I teeter my bike up. It was like the walking dead as they came over to help me. A push is all it took to free my bike. <o:p></o:p>
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    We all stop and breathe – hearts pounding… <o:p></o:p>
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    We have to make it out but I know my bike is sure as hell not going to make it up “no pictures hill”. So off goes Doughy and Larose to find a trail around the steep climb. Things begin to look up. With all eight hands on my bike, we get it up the ridge. I wait as they ride up the same way. <o:p></o:p>
    <o:p> </o:p>
    We begin moving forward again, along a crude trail traversing alongside the ridge. My rear tire is spinning on every root and I drop my bike again. I lay there with forearms burning and my head spinning – absolute and utter dehydration has set in. I begin to loose my mind and a severe headache takes over my boiled brains. <o:p></o:p>
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    It’s at this point where we’re all together again and everyone suggests that Vcrash ride my bike out. As defeated as I feel, it’s the only option for me. The remaining 2km’s will be completed with Dean riding my bike. Thankfully he has had a chance to rest for the last hour; thus, is in better shape to handle the bike than I am. Coincidently, the remaining 2km’s will be the hardest section of trail we’ve faced all day long. <o:p></o:p>
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    I hop on the back of the ATV and watch a spectacle unfold unlike anything I’ve seen before. The technique exhibited my Doughy, Larose, Drcool and Vcrash is world class. Straight from the likes of You-tube, they look like WEC rider’s in competition mode. <o:p></o:p>
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    Poof - we fly over the Unimog Bog on our bikes, like a scene from E.T.<o:p></o:p>
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    And there it is… the end! (My dehydrated mind at its wit’s end!) <o:p></o:p>
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    You really didn’t believe it ends there did you?! <o:p></o:p>
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    ENTER: <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">GOAT</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">MOUNTAIN</st1:placetype></st1:place> CLIMB! <o:p></o:p>
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    The ATV pulls up at the bottom, I look up and see Vcrash balancing my bike on a ledge; he’s managed to get the front wheel over. I might as well have had touring tires, as the rear tire was a mismatch for this radical terrain. <o:p></o:p>
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    With the help of two others, we manage to lift the bike on top of the ledge and off the bike goes – rear tire spinning up a storm.<o:p></o:p>
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    An ingeniously placed rock in front of the ledge see’s Doughy rocket up the climb like Michael Shumacher around a racetrack – unbelievable. In fact, the kid managed to “pop-a-wheelie” up the damn thing!!<o:p></o:p>
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    Drcool and Larose show off their skills with sniper like accuracy and execution. So, there we are, atop the mountain - WE’VE MADE IT!!!!<o:p></o:p>
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    Nice try!!!! – no less than 20m further up the trail there’s another insane climb. All hands on deck and everyone is up within minuets – we’re not wasting time standing around thinking how to execute, we’re well rehearsed at this point and WE WANT OUT!!!!<o:p></o:p>
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    … only 460m to go!!!!!!!<o:p></o:p>
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    …………………WTF is that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sounds like an angry animal ripping open the ground and unleashing the bowels of hell. <o:p></o:p>
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    My front row/center seat pulls around the corner to find Vcrash pinning my bike at 9,000RPM’s trying to get through yet another bog. This time, he’s within a foot of dry ground before he’s stopped dead in his tracks. I signal using my hands “did it fall into the water?” I get the signal back “no”…. THANK GOD. I walk through the bog and help him get the bike out. Next thing I know, there’s Doughy trying the same line. “Great”, I think, “he’s going to get stuck too”. Nope, he’s one determined son-of-a-gun and manages to clear the section. Larose and Drcool pull off shear brilliance on their DRZ’s and make short work of the bog. Solidifying the fact that no more than 400cc’s and knobbies are the right tool for the job. <o:p></o:p>
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    Enter: UNIMOG BOG!<o:p></o:p>
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    ……down a hill and around a corner, our nemesis initially looked at a joke - 280m away from freedom!!<o:p></o:p>
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    Upon closer inspection, we quickly realize it may very well be our greatest challenge. <o:p></o:p>
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    Since I didn’t have any strength left to battle my heavy bike, the least I could do was sacrifice my body as a depth gauge. I took my helmet off and jumped in – looking for the least insane way across. At one point, I was up to my chest and literally swimming though it. <o:p></o:p>
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    We started contemplating building a raft from some logs, at the very least, lining them up across the bog. Alas, they would float out of place – no good. Doughy even considered tying two logs to the side of his bike – so as to float it over. Neither solution was going to work. <o:p></o:p>
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    A shear moment of brilliance – we would JUMP IT!!!!!<o:p></o:p>
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    A strategically placed rock would allow us to clear the narrowest portion of the swamp. But we faced two hurdles – the landing would be on an uphill and the run up to the rock was short and slippery. Nevertheless, it was an option. Here’s the kicker…. just after the rock, we would find the deepest part of the swamp – chest deep! <o:p></o:p>
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    Alas, I think our fatigue was playing games with our minds. Having us think we could pull off such a feat. <o:p></o:p>
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    Had we been fresh, maybe this solution would be somewhat feasible, and crazy! So, after 30 more minuets of looking for a work around, I started making some progress. The far right hand side wasn’t as deep as the rest of the death trap, but the bottom was full of sticks and logs. Would it puncture a tire or cause a slide out!? Worse yet, the ridge I was standing on was no wider than a foot wide – dropping off a foot or two on each side. <o:p></o:p>
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    It was our most probable way of making it across. <o:p></o:p>
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    Here’s how it went:<o:p></o:p>
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    <st1:place w:st="on">Cam</st1:place> also managed to get the ATV across at the same point – however, it wasn’t without some harrowing throttle input!!<o:p></o:p>
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    SUCCESS!!!!!!<o:p></o:p>
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    It was a sight for sore eye’s – evidence that we were almost out! – Unimog tracks!!<o:p></o:p>
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    We’re not out of the woods just yet… one last mud hole would have to be crossed before we broke loose of Fight Club’s clutches!<o:p></o:p>
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    All four bikes are unable to make it out with at least three people helping pull them up the last embankment. My 950 required it to be towed out with the ATV. That’s not before <st1:place w:st="on">Cam</st1:place> went for one of the wildest rides of the day trying to make it across, up and out. He was a devil’s breath away from flipping over backwards.<o:p></o:p>
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    So be it. I rode bitch seat home on my own bike… a bitter sweet success. <o:p></o:p>
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    Conclusion and wrap-up to come tomorrow.
  3. doughy

    doughy Less excitable then I used to be

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    Conclusion tomorrow? SHIT THIS FIGHT CLUB THINGY HAS BEEN HELL IN EVERY ASPECT !!!! but yes some seriously amazing skill was shown by all that rode it... I feel lucky to know and to have ridden with these guys. and would anyday again ride through hell again with them, :clap :clap :clap
  4. xrayboy

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    Great report Uber, you really captured the state of mind one can go through when physically and mentally drained. I wish I had of been with you guys for that ride and not by myself. It gets awful quiet in the forest when your bike is lying on its side and the only strenght you have left is to lean over and shut off the fuel, then pray that the oil isn't running out, panting and moaning with a heartbeat like a jackrabbit.

    this picture brought back memories
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    my bike sat only a few feet to the left of that for a while.
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    I didn't cross that broke down wooden bridge that you have a picture of, was that on a bypass? I had to take this one bypass that could have been the one you described with the short stumps of small trees. The entrance was about a hundred yards back up the tail, blocked by a 3foot long log about 18in in diameter? I also dont recall having as much difficulty on steep uphills. maybe we took slightly different routes.


    This is what I looked like at about 2/3 of the way through. I had just broken my other mirror, and found a flat rock to nap on for a while.

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    I want to know about the BEAR??? I took pics of this as i was walking out.

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  5. Laros

    Laros Been here awhile

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    xrayboy, I know what you're talking about. I was in the same boat as you the first time I rode that trail - with a KLR on stock tires, just like you.:cry I can't believe you made it as far as you did.:clap It was a whole lot better to ride this with a bunch of great guys helping each other all the way.

    I think your post on Friday night scared a lot of guys off from the ride on Saturday - maybe a good thing!!

    Doughy, Uber-moto, vcrash, drcool - you are all very cool guys. When's the next ride?:rayof
  6. doughy

    doughy Less excitable then I used to be

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    Sept 6-7..... just north of Kingston..... my cottage no tents... LOL.....
  7. Corbeau

    Corbeau Been here awhile

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    Holy crap, I think I'm going to have nightmares...

    I'm just getting into Dual-Sporting and, strangely, I'm kind of attracted by that kind of extreme ride. I must be a sucker for punishment...

    Great writing, über. And, btw, you've just convinced me not to buy a big-ass KTM adv. bike. :D DRZ400 it will be!
  8. Ooobah-Moto

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    <img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/lobospeedski/SKwcECDDxQI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/BninCtNealc/s800/fight%20club%20-%20active%20log.JPG" /></a>

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  9. kahoon

    kahoon who's yer daddy??

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    Avg. speed 4 km/h :huh :eek1

  10. Ooobah-Moto

    Ooobah-Moto Banned

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    Yup.... 4km/h! - that also includes momemts where I left the GPS on while we dug out stuck bikes + while we took some brakes + when we went off scouting for new lines!
  11. MTRhead

    MTRhead HOLYSHIFT!!!

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    You guys got off to late start.....

    But 7 1/2 hours.....Ouch :eek1 :eek1 :huh



  12. RumRunner

    RumRunner Sit there, turn that

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    OK you Fight Club slackers:D

    This report is far from complete, we need the gruesome ending and more pics.

    DW
  13. Laros

    Laros Been here awhile

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    I want to hear from vcrash. How did the second try, in the rain and dark, go? Was it any easier the 2nd time, or was it worse because you knew what was coming? How is your bike?

    I thought you and Doughy were going to get it on Sunday with a couple of atv's?
  14. Ooobah-Moto

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    Vcrash said he would post a little something about extracting his bike on Monday night - guess he's still recovering... that, or the bear must have really skeered him!!!:yikes<o:p></o:p>
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    As for the rest of us..... well, we ended up back at the motel at 8pm. I jumped in the nearby lake with all my gear on.... then I stripped down on the beach and re-washed all my gear again. I think I ruined the sunset for the folks sitting in their lawn chairs! :fyyff<o:p></o:p>
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    The beer and pizza went down easy, however we didn't get very far into the keg. Tasty beer, but I was in no state to be pumpin myself full of Alcohol - as dehydrated as I was.<o:p></o:p>
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    The Highlands Motel was a hit - I'd go back any day!!!! Alex and Meesta Fwank showed up + <st1:place w:st="on">Cam</st1:place> and Mac stuck around for a bit. The full moon was spectacular... and I was relieved to be looking at from the parking lot of the motel and not from a trail.<o:p></o:p>
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    [FONT=&quot]Here are some more pics from that evening and on the way back to the motel:[/FONT]

    Ride back from Fight Club.... never thought I'd be this happy to see dry flat roads!!
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    Saturday - 11:30am - Moments before we left for the day
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    Mud mask anyone?!?!?
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    .....built like a tank!!!
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    And if there's one thing I've learnt this past weekend... pay attention to all signs!!!!!!
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    See ya later.... suckers!!!!!!
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  15. vcrash

    vcrash Been here awhile

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    it was a dark and stormy night, Really it was! My mental state was not near as good as on the first day of fight club, but i had put off going back in as long as i could, the only help i could find was at 6;00 p.m. on Monday night, My friend showed up with his rhino ,we loaded 8 liters of oil and some rope and tools and away we went. We made pretty good time getting in there until the big unimog hole, out came the winch and we were on our way again, to skip ahead abit we tipped over twice and had to winch ourselves three times but finnally got to the bike at 8:00.
    Filled up with oil and i was on my way, the rhino had to take the water section due to a tree down that the rhino couldnt get under so i was on my own at this point, i hadnt seen the hill that everybody had problems with and when i did my optamism dropped drastically, i made it 3/4 of the way up, hit a root and there i was laying on my side with a 400lb dirtbike on top of me and nobody withen yelling distance. after much wresting i squirmed out from under and got madder and madder and spent all of my energy making about 4 inches of headway.
    Time to walk for help, its now dark and im stubling around when i finnaly find the rhino, shawn walks back with me and we drag the pig up the hill, the next few minutes actually go alright till the downpour hits, the trail was so slippery that its all i can do to ride with my feet on the pegs, mud hole 3 2 swallows me about 2/3 across and the rhino pulls me out, major fatigue is setting in now due to tring to keep the bike up on the slippery trail, its much harder to pick your line in the dark while raining and it seemed that every line i picked was the wrong one, I approached a large water hole that i thought i knew pretty well from riding the 990 through but found a rock just as i entered and down i went hard. bike now on top of me and im under the water, i could see lights above the surface, was this heaven? nope the rhino to the rescue, Shawn pulled the bike off me and up i popped out of the water, he was getting exhausted by this time as well, its now 10:00 and we know we still have the unimog hole to get through, He says if you ever come in here again im going to kill you. just get started again after adding the 7th kiter of oil and bang, i got thrown again hard breaking my visor and shredding the cylinder cover right off the right jug, i couldnt even see what threw me. i had enough at this point and wanted to leave the bike right were it is, i told shawn that i was leaving it here and going with him. I caught my breath again, had a beer and a smoke and decided that it was likely lack of nicotine over the last couple of hours that had led to my decision to leave the bike, got back on and made it to the unihole, took the right track for a change and made it almost through, tied a rope to the forks and pulled her out and up over the next hill, cold was starting to set in now that i was moving and soaking wet, got to the sand road section and the bike didnt feel right, felt like a flat tire but couldnt find anything wrong so i kept going, Shawn was somewere behind me but i could hear him and was to cold to stop, just as i rounded the next corner this big bear jumps out right in front of me and just looks at me, i couldnt have stopped in time so i head to his left and lukily he heads to the right, I know that even though i smoke and drink to much that my heart is in pretty good shape or that would have been my final resting spot right there. the road seemed twice as long as it did saterday with the bike weaving all over the place but by 11:35 we made it to the trailer.
    READ THIS GOOD UBER
    I WILL NEVER GO BACK THERE AGAIN
    EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER.
    I have only managed to wash my bike and build a parts list so far.
    1 short block $6300
    1 valve cover $300
    1 valve cover protector $85
    1 shift lever likely a hundred
    both hand guards
    1 helmet $200


    Riding with these guys and then having my girl meet me at the end = priceless

    THE END
  16. Ooobah-Moto

    Ooobah-Moto Banned

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    WOW.... good report Dean - I felt like I was right with you!!!! :D

    wait... :huh..... wasn't I?????





    Now read this good Vcrash..... with the right bikes and super dry weather - we're going back!!!!!!!!:evil


    Fight Club 2 - REDUX - August 15/16th 2009
  17. kahoon

    kahoon who's yer daddy??

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    :huh :pep:hack
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  18. doughy

    doughy Less excitable then I used to be

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    WTF ?!?!?!?! ARE YOU SERIOUS? I will have my 950 se by then should I???????? FAK THAT !!! MY BRP was a like a caddy though that trail... loved everysecond of wheeling up hills and mountain goat riding up them rock climbs... But then again, I did beat it on the BRP, maybe it's time for a bigger challenge?
  19. Laros

    Laros Been here awhile

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    Dean, thanks for the write up. I wish I could have helped you get it on Sunday - even though we were all tired on Sunday it would have been easier than in the dark and rain on Monday. Too bad I had another commitment on Sunday morning. If I had known what I know now I would have cancelled it to help you.

    What about the Beemer warranty. You were thinking that maybe damage like this is covered because this is what the bike is made for. :deal Did you check that out.

    Larry






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  20. drcool

    drcool R.I.P. Dave

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    Well hey now you bad ass biker dudes! Good to see everyone made it home with all parts attached (cause we can fix the machines). I've seen all sorts of things in my reasonably short life but you fuckers take the trophy.

    A lot of people I come in contact with would have bailed on Uber's first warning. I believe it was something like "experienced riders only"!! Not strong enough. Others that I ride with think the second warning of a mysterious track found in an old web archive would be enough to keep them in their jammies. Was there not a warning to "avoid the corduroy road"? That doesn't sound altogether confidence inspiring.

    At 4am Saturday morning I read a report of a single rider going to check our track and meeting up with the newly and aptly named "UniMogBog". He didn't beat Fight Club. Therefore it sounds like a completely sane and rational thing to attempt in the name of man and machine.

    The plan was to meet Ubermoto and the rest of the lower west siders at the Princess Gates(to Hell) at 6am. That in itself is not really me but what the heck I like an A venture. So does Uber and it's a good thing cause I don't play GPS yet. We hung on for a few minutes but by 1/4 past 6 I was rarin to go.

    It doesn't take long to clear the city if you follow a 950 and go straight north. At our second stop there was also a lack of following on this epic adventure but not to worry, I hear more promiss in the names of the ff's we are meeting in Uxbridge.

    The back roads are truly meant for Motorcycles in the morning. It was nice to be following as it gave me a couple of glances of countryside I don't know. It also allowed me to practice dodging roost before we turned up the heat to boil.

    Uxbridge brought a greeting from Larose whom I had the pleasure of meeting and smashing bikes with in the spring. It was nice to see his newly decorated DRZ. Larry sports his P2D sticker quite proudly as any entrant(and finisher) should. Doughy, where's my feckin coffee??? Tim Hortons sucks again. Made the poor bastard wait in line. Can't you see he wants to go smash his BRP. This young man is a bugger to go. He probably won't hurt anyone but himself and he's got enthusiasm to burn. How's that keg doing Ryan?

    Here's the part where we get to play dirty boys. The rail trail proves interesting and Larry knows it well. Two track as flat and far as you can see but watch out for the stupid barriers. Close enough together to stop a 950 in its tracks. This is where I learn how heavy they are. Grunt and swear a bit and its all good. For this small assistance mere minutes down the road I am clicking through the gears of the fastest dirtbike I've ever riden. Rather than slow down for small drainage tubes it was easier to ease ass to rear and giver hard. I could have done 100kms standing on the pegs. This bike fits that good. Stepping out on the gravel was even better. The last time I passed someone on a gravel road he was driving a tractor. Well Larry wasn't moving slow and the 950 would suck up distance like the other bikes were broken(I know I am digressing but if you haven't ridden one do it).

    Thanks to the folks at Tekvest for the tour and information about their products(breaky was great but I'm not big on a belly full when I'm flying through the air). Thankfully the gear that I chose for the day was adequate if maybe not a little overkill and it was never put to any major impact testing. Come on you ff's lets get the rest at the hotel and find this Fight CLub.

    Dean to Dave: "Where is everyone?".
    Dave to Dean: "Chicken shits got scared when they saw a UniMog almost get stuck." "Fuckem, it can't be worse than out spring ride eh Larry?"

    Oh Yeh! FYYFF's I'm home and I haven't sat on a bike in a week and I want to go get dirty. Dean I'm glad to hear you get her out and hope the damage isn't as bad as you think. It's SuperCoolWife's BD tomorrow so we've got keg #3 in the fridge and a bunch of people over. Ifn yer all in the hood give a holler I might even answer. I'm done for tonight.