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[QUOTE="Tony Eeds, post: 1318610, member: 32023"] Soon, we were teaming up and heading out. Although many of the people present were there for the first time, there were no newbies for me to lead, so Keith, Matt, Mark and I decided to head out on our own. There was only one problem ... None of us had a roll chart ... what the heck ... we would just head out ... try and find the few survey flags and enjoy ourselves. I know most of the roads in the area and had ridden all but one many times ... It was easy to ride actually as Steve had filled me in regarding the general route. Time after time, we rolled through intersections and passed groups scratching their heads as to which direction to go. Like a machine, we just kept moving ... all the way to the Terlingua Creek Crossing on North County Road anyway. Approaching the creek, I shifted left to avoid someone taking a photo and picked the worst line I could have taken as I exited the creek. Well, pigs [b]may[/b] fly on occasion, but floating is deep sand is another matter. El Petrolero augured in like a worm into an apple ... or like that Mars lander when they confused the location of the decimal point ... of course [b]if[/b] they had used Imperial Units [b]maybe[/b] they would have noticed the problem ... But, I digress ... This led to me realizing that [b]maybe[/b] the gremlins that had been living in my carb had been awoken by the sudden stop. Trying to start her proved to be a rather large challenge and we all decided it was break time anyway! Soon, she sputtered to life indicating that she had been severely flooded while napping ... [b]Clue Number One[/b] Sorry, no photos were taken, so under the by-laws of motorcycling ... so ... it never happened! Well, back on the road, we hurried on, chasing dust clouds that lead to lunch. Heading into Terlingua Ranch, we were treated to a new road that I have not ever had the pleasure of riding. Lake Ament Road has been considered off limits for a long time and frankly, it should continue that way ... but that is just me. In any case, the road would upwards into the ranch, following topo lines around mountains as the road meandered southeast towards the main road that lead into the ranch office and lodge area. We stopped for fuel at the gas stop just as Chris arrived to tell them they were in the wrong place! Onward towards Marathon ... now this is familiar ... oops, how did I forget that S curve? Wow, I tore out into the pucker bushes like I knew what I was doing and what happened but everyone followed me! Reversing course at the entrance to the park, we ran backwards the same section we ran yesterday. Fun, Fun, Fun!!! Cedar Springs Ranch Road crept into view on my GPS and a quick turn to the left and we soon connected up to the asphalt. Remember the flagging? I knew we needed to turn left, but I didn’t have a clue where. So, as it turned out, the 5th or 6th left turn was the first one to have flagging ... so we turned there. Whoop ... we were golden! A quick jaunt across the flats and we came out on 118 just north of the North County Road. Slipping southward, we noticed an unnerving sight. Phil Conner was making revenue for Brewster County ... writing tickets. Duh, at least the bikes should “look” legal! Like the application said ... “street legal bikes”! Phil checked us out as we rolled by, but we were all legal, so we waved and motored on. Back at the creek crossing, my bad juju had left me and I made the crossing in an uneventful, but not boring manner ... that tank still had 4 gallons of gas in it and that is a lot of weight to fight in the sand when going slow. Anyway, the road back was familiar as we had ridden much of it on the way north. We passed the sweeps at an intersection dealing with a flat tire and soon we showed up in Terlingua for lunch. So ... I finally took my camera out of my pocket! The row of bikes ... that is Keith removing his jacket [img]http://teeds.smugmug.com/photos/419196313_AYwXD-M.jpg[/img] Lunch Stop! [img]http://teeds.smugmug.com/photos/419196505_vbhXA-M.jpg[/img] Gladys [img]http://teeds.smugmug.com/photos/419196922_qS8Go-M.jpg[/img] [/QUOTE]
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