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[QUOTE="Tony Eeds, post: 1319794, member: 32023"] Ahhhh ... singletrack on a big bike ... here we go, ready for the journey? Eastward over the ridge we found the gas truck setting up for the return loop. This signaled the beginning of the real fun for the day ... the singletrack. Now, I have ridden my DR on this singletrack before, but she was a tad lighter than today. Well, what the heck ... let’s go for a ride. The draw begins the section and we followed in the tracks of those that had gone before, angling north westward away from SH170. The true singletrack arrived on the left and we turned up the bank out of the wash. Gathering the troops, we headed north again shadowed on the west by a bluff defining the boundary of our playground. Pucker bushes pulled out our clothes as we wove down the track. The rains had brought the entire desert into full bloom and the plants had responded with massive growth. Such is the way of the desert. I noted in passing that it appeared that the ATV traffic was apparently down to about nil, as the sense of the two track was almost gone. I’m guessing this proved to be too much adventure for Biff and Buffy, so the operator had limited the number of trips or abandoned the effort all together. Well, the first section of singletrack behind us, we dropped through the wash again, waved at the maniacs on the LC8 KTMs and late model KLRs and motored on ... for a bit anyway. This next section posed a prize of a surprise and it was up to me to locate it as I was in the lead. Somewhere there was a sharp 90 degree turn to the left that was completely blind at the top of a climb. The turn was there because of the 15 odd foot drop off that was also blind! Whee, let’s go hunting that sucker! Now, Ms. Piggy isn’t much of a flier and I’m betting that El Petrolero would handle flight about the same, so I was intent on carving the turn correctly. I was so intent that I lost track of those that followed ... there is a clue in that statement for one unfortunate soul. I found the turn and made it ... but there is a fly in the ointment. One member of my extended team took the wrong dismount from the hill and went down the slope. Now, for a bit the tale is mostly third hand as I didn’t witness the results of the landing. So ... as I understand it ... He ... I have to call him “he” because I lost his name ... it is raddling around in my cranium, but as those that know me can attest to ... that sucker “can” be a black hole ... I know ... get back to the story at hand ... it is my ADD ... or my halfheimers ... I forget which. In any case, he took the short way down and ended up in a heap at the bottom of the drop off. Now, as I understand it, he was shaken, stirred but not broken by the experience, but the shaken comes into play here as it often does after a dramatic dismount. He fell again on the trail and popped something in his right knee trying to extract himself and his bike from it’s predicament. OK, I want to offer some kudos now! Everyone knows that KTM and Suzuki Riders are the best, right? Well in my book they are and they get double kudos for being out there on 500 pound bikes and taking the time to make sure we go reunited. At some point, I noticed a commotion about a 100 yards back on the trail and I wondered that way and this is where I reenter the story. The big bad biker bunch (BBBB) had shepherded my charge to a point that he was going to try and ride his bike to the road. We were about a mile shy of the intersection of the road and the singletrack by my best guess at that point. While we waited I had taken a few photos of folks as they passed and this first one sums it up quite well. [img]http://teeds.smugmug.com/photos/419208615_265Kd-M.jpg[/img] [img]http://teeds.smugmug.com/photos/419208839_6aHu6-M.jpg[/img] [img]http://teeds.smugmug.com/photos/419209237_Lss4T-M.jpg[/img] I was not just taking pictures of KTMs ... they just kept coming by! We collectively got him headed the right direction, someone started his bike and we motored on ... slowly. One gent had volunteered to get him back to town once we managed to make the intersection. I had indicated that I would, in order to recover my diminished karma, but he2 would not have any arguments about getting he1 out of there. Someday I have got to take a Dale Carnegie memory course ... assuming I can remember to register. In any case, onward they traveled ... and we followed. Remember my karma issue? Well, that “oh poop” on the trail in losing my charge was about to bite me in the butt. I was out of “at a boys” and I didn’t know it ... My karma was on reserve ... Back in a few ... [/QUOTE]
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