Mex Ride recap and GPS topo pictures....

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  • JohnnyAirtime

Posted April 13, 2004 - 03:08 PM


Hey folks... just thought I'd relay my ride recap from this weekend.

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Here's the ride recap, but no attachments.

Rueben and I unloaded at KOA in Tecate… and began to prep our bikes
and equipment. We were a little late… and ended up leaving KOA about
9:15 or so in the morning. Usually we'd leave about 8:15… I wasn't
too worried as with only two of us we can make up the time. Just
before we headed out… a guy named Eddy rode up and talked to us
about where we were headed. He said his friends didn't show up… so
he asked to hang with us for about 20 miles. No problem… just keep
up. J We headed out. The weather was perfect… not a cloud in the
sky. Rueben had even asked if we should wear our jackets. I
said "hell ya"… I always wear mine… no matter what. Once we dropped
off Eddy… and picked up the speed… it was a killer ride. Running
into some traffic as it was Easter weekend … but we made the most of
it. We arrived at Laguna Hanson (where we stop and get fuel and a
beer high up in the mountains) about 65 miles from the truck. While
we relaxed … Rueben heard a loud thump! Another motorcycle rider
coming down the road… had hit a truck going the opposite direction!
A dirt biker hit a SUV that was coming around a blind corner. And
from what we heard the locals say… he may have broken his leg. They
were just too far away for us to see exactly… and they had plenty of
people helping. So we gassed up and headed out, being even more
careful of the traffic as it could be anywhere on the roads and
trails. (Remember.. .these road are dirt… and very rough. It's not
odd to see a car on the road… trying to get from point A to B.)

We traveled about 100 miles so far when I decided to take a `fun'
route. It's not as fast as the `main' route… but it's so much more
fun… and less traveled by the locals. So it's actually les dangerous
too. We took this to a point where we found a farmer was putting in
a new fence. He had abandoned the old fence… and was installing the
new. However… his fence was crossing our road. So we were able to
squeeze past his new and old fencing. But to do this… I had to ride
my quad over some big bushes, trying to miss cactus and large
branches. I guess I didn't miss them… as I soon found out that I
punctured my tire. It was now flat. I continued to ride it a bit to
see just how far we could make it down the road. Where we were
stopped once again as the fence now crossed the road, and it wasn't
passable. Instead of me being a Gringo and cutting the fence, we
decided to go back around and see if I could find a way to make it
back to the main route. Obviously… now time mattered. And we'd have
to haul some butt. But before that, I had to fix my flat. So I took
out my tools and patch kit… plugged the tire… aired up… and headed
out once again. Down time was about a half hour. Plus the re-route
time. We were WAAAAY behind schedule now! We ended up having to go
back up North… the opposite way we were supposed to go. And about
100+ miles out of our way. (See screen shot 2). But we managed to
get back on the main route… and head South once again.

Another 30 miles… and we started to see clouds. Some of them dark.
But no worries… we were cruising pretty good and I've been here
before when it sprinkled. It makes it nice as it helps remove the
element of dust. And makes the ride more enjoyable. We came to an
area where it was now a tad bit more wet… and it was now sprinkling.
So lightly I was surprised the ground was so moist. And there was no
standing water or puddles. Ahhh… nice and cool… and no dust now!!
That all changed… really quick!

We now came to an area that had standing water. All over the place.
Wow… it must have really rained in this area. And me riding the
quad… I was trying to stay dry and out of the rain puddles. It
wasn't working too well… and not any better when Rueben rode by me
and splashed me. NOW I was wet. Only on the surface as my gear is
pretty rain resistant. Not too bad… and pretty fun. It came to a
point where I couldn't ride in the road anylonger… it was beginning
to be a river. And the water was traveling down the road… at times
faster than we were riding!! I began to think… "Uh oh, this could
be bad". But still was trying to have fun with it. And now I was
more wet than before as I couldn't avoid any water. And the quad
pushes/splashes water out the front of the bike… which I run into.
Kind of hard to miss. J With the ground turning to mud, and below
a couple inches of water… Rueben was having a hard time staying
straight… and I was hydroplaning. It was hard for me to stay
straight and get traction… Kind of comical if you sit back and
watch it. Here's where it began to get reeeeaally interesting – We
came to some spots on the side of the road where we had to `find' a
place to cross the small streams. These streams were water that was
perpendicular to our path. We had to cross them or go around them.
And the more we looked… the worse they were all getting!! Deeper…
and faster! We found our way around a couple… with me having to get
off the quad and move it as I almost went through a stream that I
couldn't see bottom. The reason I couldn't see bottom was because
there was HAIL … Large hail floating on the surface. And the water
was way too muddy. When I tried to move my quad… I slipped in the
mud and fell down a few times. It was sooo slippery. We found
ourselves now concerned with how we were to get around this water…
and began looking for paths to higher ground. Rueben and I looked at
a crossing… gauged the trees and bushes in the stream to figure out
how deep it may be. And went for it. Both of us at the same time,
straight in. "WHOA!!!" The quad (and Rueben's bike) went completely
UNDER WATER!!! Rueben's bike died… mine ran for a bit with the
muffler and lights under water… then I shut it off to keep as much
water from being sucked into the motor. We were screwed! Panic set
in … as thoughts raced through my head. Rueben yelled to me over the
sound of the rain and stream…. "Who's bike are we gonna remove
first??", "Your's" I said! I quickly jumped off my quad and stood in
FREEZING cold water up to my belly. Now my boots were full of water…
and I was completely soaked head to toe and to the skin. I moved
over to where Rube's bike was… slipping in the mud and barely able
to get `upstream' to him. We contemplated how to get the bike out…
and just decided to move as quick as possible before hypothermia set
in. We got his bike out… but it wasn't easy. We pushed, pulled and
fell all over the place as the mud was like trying to get traction
on ice. Once out, we looked at the quad. Still somewhat in a state
of shock and panic… Rueben said, "We're never gonna be able to get
out the quad… look at that thing… it's buried in the water… and
it's too heavy…" Well, being positive and trying to keep up our
spirits… we got back in the water and pushed and pulled. Thank GOD
for the flotation of the tires… it helped us tremendously!!! We
were able to get the quad out… but again… it was very close to not
getting it. I was prepared to leave it. And Rueben was now talking
about `survival'… what would burn, how much food we had…. Etc. To
top this all off… we were about out of gas from the previous "Fence"
issue and having to ride so far out of our way. However we were only
10 miles from the highway. We thought about just how much water was
in the motors of these bikes… and decided what we were to do to help
get it out. We stood my quad on end (and what a chore that is when
your hands are frozen, the quad weighs a ton… and the mud is like
ice. Oh, and it's now raining, hard!!) the back end. Hoping any
water that entered… would leave. J All the while, there was more
hail and bushes stuck in any crevice or nook on my quad. It was a
mess. It looked like it may have been abandoned as it was already so
muddy and now cluttered with stuff. We tilted it back down and I
went to turn it over (It's electric start… with no kick starter) and
nothing! UH OH!! No battery?!?! Maybe it's a fuse or something I
thought. Hmmm… Let's think. Panic is now again apparent. However I
calmly thought what it could be… and wha-la! I remember I had to
pull in the clutch or be in neutral for it to turn over (start). I
put it into neutral and it began to crank. I opened the throttle
wide open… and it started!! It was burbling from the water and gas
being mixed… but it quickly came to life and ran perfectly!!!
*PHEW*!!!! I couldn't believe it! But just think, if my battery
was dead we couldn't `kick it' as it didn't have a kick starter. We
can't push start it… it's too muddy and slippery. So thank goodness
it started. Now we had to work on Rueben's bike. After draining his
carburetor of water and lifting his bike up to drain the rest of the
water… He hit the `start' button to have it turn over a couple
times… then stop. It had so much water in it… that it hydrolocked
(this is when the cylinder won't compress as the water has no place
to escape thus stopping the piston from compressing or `going up'
inside the cylinder itself). We have to remove the spark plug… and
to do this he had to remove his seat, and gas tank. Now remember…
it's raining, and we're muddy. Everything was muddy and wet. (Where
was my camera?!?! Nobody can comprehend how scary and `eye opening'
this is… until you're in the situation… trust me on this one). We
squirted out the water (by cranking it over and over) once the plug
was out… and poured some gas into the cylinder. Then squirted it out
as well. Put a new plug in… and put the tank and seat back on. With
fingers crossed he kicked it over… and within a few tries, it
started!!! Another huge **PHEW*!!! We now had to running bikes
once again, but with little gas.

We headed to scout better places to cross these mini rivers.
Upstream seemed to be the best places. But I couldn't travel too far
off the roads as they were lined with bushes, trees and cactus.
Rueben would scout as I waited. We crossed many streams and got to
where the road went into a large valley. Now there was a lake. A
huuuge lake. We found a way around it… and just as I thought we were
home free… we came to another raging rapid crossing. But this one
was not passable. I waded out into it… to see just how deep it was.
And… it was deep. Once again… standing in water with all my gear on
was not too fun. But necessary. Better me, then the bikes. We waited
and contemplated… thinking of just how and what we're to do. We
looked for better places to cross… other routes to take. All the
while we could faintly hear a vehicle off in the distance. But
figured he too was stuck or having troubles and we couldn't see him.
This went on for about an hour. We came back to the river where we
had to cross… and it had reseeded about 8". Still not enough for us
to cross. And it was moving waaaay too fast. But then, I saw the
truck. He too was trying to get to where we were, but from the
opposite side of this `river'. Hmm… maybe there is a way. Well,
Rueben and I decided at this point we were cold, wet, out of gas,
and thinking we might stay in a local town if we can get out. And to
get out… we thought we could go back the way we came hoping we had
enough gas to get to a local town I knew about. So we headed out in
that direction. We came back the way we had come… and saw the areas
where we were crossing. But now, the small rivers were gone… dried
up. The water was now standing in the spots where it wasn't too bad.
And where we sank our bikes. Hope was now restored (as it was also
getting sunny, and the clouds were breaking free). We came to a
ranch… where we also saw the Truck that was trying to cross!! This
means.. where he came from, we can go! I asked them if they'd sell
us gas… and `no' was the answer… but gas was "Diez Minutos" (ten
minutes) away the rancher said. He and the truck driver explained to
me (in Spanish) that there was a road behind his ranch on higher
ground… that would take us where we wanted to go. AWESOME! And we
headed in that direction… going easy as gas is still an issue.

We got to the highway… and I realized just how close we were to the
town and the gas we needed. So we picked up the pace, and headed to
gas. Once at the station, I used their water to wash my gloves and
goggles of the mud that caked up on them. We fueled… and decided
we'd head for San Felipe on the highway. A total of 85 or so miles
on pavement. Add to that it's Easter weekend… and the drunks who
drive that road… we had to be careful. Mind you it's about dark…
and Rueben's light was nothing to brag about. But it turned out
okay… we pulled into San Felipe about 10pm (remember… we left Tecate
just after 9am) and decided to eat before heading to `camp' 30
minutes out of town. After we ate our Carne Asada tacos… and a
couple Cokes… reminiscing of our ride, we headed to Santa Maria
where our friends were camped on the beach.

We came to the beach after about 25 minutes of pavement and
my `shortcuts'… Only to find Rueben stuck in the salty muddy muck
that is left when the tide rolls out. We were looking for a road to
cross this muck when Rube was up to his axle on his bike. I guess
the quad rolls right over it without burying. But not the two
wheeler. It sank! It took both of us pulling and about 20 minutes
to get his bike out. The muck had a suction that was just
incredible. And the more we pulled, the more it seemed to sink. But
once we got it out… we headed over to camp. Only Bobby Olimon and
Randy Chalfa were awake… and they had shined a light to give me a
heads up to where camp way. As there were no lights on… and it's
pitch black dark out on the coast of Mexico. All but our headlights
and a few small `camp' lights. After parking the bikes… and telling
war stories for a bit.. .we woke up Scott (as it's now 11:30pm or
so) who was allowing us to sleep in his trailer. We unpacked our
clothes which were soaked… and slept in whatever we had that was as
clean or dry. Boy were we glad to be there at that time!!!! What a

We ended up getting a ride home in a nice motorhome... deciding to
not ride home and enjoy the rest of our weekend.

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  • crf250_rider

Posted April 15, 2004 - 06:06 PM


WOW nice nice!!!
i wish i would of gone with you guys sounds like you guys had an adventure!!
:D :D :D :)

  • JohnnyAirtime

Posted April 16, 2004 - 09:01 AM


We're planning another ride on the 15th-16th of next month... to Mike's. If everyone can take a day off, we're headed to San Felipe again. :)

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