most memorable riding experience
Posted August 05, 2003 - 11:58 AM
Posted August 05, 2003 - 01:43 PM
Not my ideal ride, but certainly memorable.
Posted August 05, 2003 - 02:39 PM
and another best was mammoth mountain in may.... still a little melting snow... lots of traction... 3 foot deep rivers... just enough to be below the airbox intake and below the exhaust pipe.. and these rivers were like 200 feet wide also with silty mud at the bottom... then my friend and his two smoker stalled in the river so we went back to take his f-350 with the 2 foot lift and 33 inch tires back out there to load him up in the middle of the river.. that was pretty interesting but fun and the best part about riding there is you can just park right by all the resturaunts so you can ride your bike in front of the restaurant park it and lock it there even if its not dualsported pretty cool place
Posted August 06, 2003 - 04:30 AM
Posted August 06, 2003 - 05:05 AM
Posted August 06, 2003 - 07:23 PM
That ride I will never forget!
Posted August 07, 2003 - 08:41 PM
Posted August 09, 2003 - 01:46 AM
Posted August 09, 2003 - 03:31 AM
WRONG! I had the front wheel up in the air and at the last second he tried to get clear of me. My handle bar smacked him in the face. I didn't crash and I didn't look back to see what happened to chubby. I rode through some back yards and rode into my garage.
It turns out I didn't hurt the cop too bad just rang his bell a little. The local cops had an idea it was me but I denied it and the cop I whacked wasn't very popular. Since the staute of limitations has run out I feel I can tell the story.
Posted August 09, 2003 - 12:09 PM
Neither one of them are alive anymore. I will never forget the fun in riding with them as a kid. I hope those thinking about getting their kids bikes do so.
The best part was the doing. I cannot remember exactly how new, how fast, or how many trick parts the bike had.
The best feeling I remember was drinking water from a stream on a 100 degree day. The water was running off of a radioactive mine (found out later) but it was wonderful!
Posted August 09, 2003 - 04:31 PM
We were young men at the time and his folks had never let him have a bike during school so he wasn't a very accomplished rider.
We go to Angelina Nat'l forest on Friday night for a weekend of drinking, camping, and dirtbike riding with friends at Boykin. The sky dumps about 4 inches of rain on our tent which promptly floods out, so we move into my pickup truck to sleep in a sitting up position, but the heat of our breathing makes it so miserable inside that I had to roll my window down somewhat just to breath and try to sleep while its pouring on me!
We go out for our ride Saturday morning, the trails are slick as snot and every little water crossing is flooded out bigtime. We hadn't even gone 10 miles when we come to one crossing that was impassable. Our buddies decide we'll round up sections of some tree logs, stack 'em up at the edge, pack dirt over the pile, and jump the creek. 5 guys make it cleanly across and only Guy and I are on the other side. He's never jumped a bike in his life and doesn't want to be left behind so we all give him our advice "Get it into second, hold the throttle almost wide open, and no matter what don't let off the gas". Well as he comes up on the jump face he panics, chops the gas and then hits the gas again. Needless to say he came up short of the other side, lands in water about 4' deep but nailed the throttle on his landing and the bike shot out of the water and wheelied, he let go and it shot out into the woods. You've never seen any thing so funny in your life, the big perfect V of water, the ghostrider wheelie straight into the woods, and Guy soaking wet screaming "Yeah man I made it!" Later that day he hit a wet tree root at an angle, bit it bad, and got a major bruiser on his thigh. That evening he was so sore and banged up he couldn't even lean forward to unlace so he asked me to take his boots off for him. The next morning he couldn't ride so he stayed in camp and drank.
All he did on the way home and for the next few weeks was to talk about how much fun he had and if I'd loan him the bike again how he couldn't wait to come back.
All I could do at his service was cry like a baby while thinking about all the fun we had over the years. I've never been a pallbearer before and I pray I never have to do it again in my lifetime.
Posted August 10, 2003 - 03:40 AM
Posted August 10, 2003 - 05:38 AM
Let's have a fun!!
Life is short...
Posted August 10, 2003 - 06:54 PM
Say a prayer for Sandy, Brittany, Cory, and Nancy.
I can't even begin to imagine how she and the children are are staying so strong through all of this.
I think ThumperJP said it best "Life is short".
I was crying when I wrote that post.