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Weather looked good this past weekend. I could squeeze in a day ride. I haven’t done that in a while. Since the adventure bug bit me several years ago, I like to do at least 2 day rides and that usually takes me into the Hill Country because.....well it’s the Hill Country and I like the dirt when you get out even further west. And I have some cool people to stay with out that way. I also think that once you commit to ride for a few days, you don’t mind the time involved to finally get far enough away from the bigger cities/counties to get on some nice dirt. But truth be told, I can get to dirt much faster leaving my house and going south. So that’s what I did. Out the gate, meandered on some backroad pavement.
Stop when I feel like it, look at what I feel like looking at.
I didn’t have a prescribed route, which is abnormal for me. Every now and then I just adlib, which is what happened on this ride. My general idea was to avoid any bigger cities while hitting as much dirt as I could. Leave my house which is in between San Marcos and Seguin, head south towards Nixon/Gillett, roll northeast towards Shiner, head north towards Waelder, work my way west back home in the Zorn area. So off I went, meandering south of Seguin, Nockenut area. Or is it NockEnut? It’s the former, but I like saying it all goofy.
Ahhh, dirt. It's funny I feel more secure on the dirt and actually ride faster.
I jumped a nilgai in the Gillett area but he was shy and ran off too quick. They are so goofy looking, like a gray giraffe with a quarter of the neck. He was hanging out with a herd of longhorns. This guy wasn’t shy, perspective isn’t good in the pic, but he was pretty stout…..and giving me the stink eye.
I started getting into the heart of the eagle ford in these parts. This landscape is forever changed that is for sure. And a lot of big houses and barns are in these parts that weren’t here 10 years ago. Funny how that works.
It’s been a couple years since I rode down this way, I think I was on my 701 last time. Lot less oil field traffic this run, like hardly any. These dirt roads have finally recovered a bit. And you don't have to worry about eating an 18 wheeler every 5 minutes.
There was a 25% chance of rain. Well I can tell you, I 100% got rained on. It wasn’t awful, didn't last long and I liked the dust being settled. Things were a little snotty here and there along the southern edge of my ride, had to stay on my toes, or my knobs as it were.
A ride like this still has quite a bit of pavement involved but I was able to stitch a lot of good dirt into it. I hate all the stops, turns, jig jags involved, but part of the game for the seeker of dirt. This ride doesn't have the topography of the hill country but it is still pretty in its own way.
I stop every now and then and get off the bike, look around. I like contemplating past lives and the effort that went into settling an area.
I use my GPS to look for dirt roads, drop waypoints for about 30 miles of riding in the general area I want to go, knock it out, regroup and drop more pins. This method no doubt ensures I see some new stuff since I am doing it on the fly. But I was still surprised how often I was on familiar roads I have done before. Long stretches of dotted lines still attract my brain whether planned or on the fly.
Have to watch the bigger rivers and plan those moves to make use of bridges. This was one such spot in the Cuero area.
Some really nice oak trees out here. And all day I didn’t see hardly any ice damage. They didn't get the temps/moisture down here I guess.
I was thinking about how cool some of these dirt stretches are. I didn’t see a single rider all day. I think most riders overlook this zone. I bet the hill country was buzzing with riders this weekend.
I’m running my smaller gas tank on this run. I bought a huge tank a couple months ago but in my troubleshooting of the mayonnaise in my coolant system, I took it back off. The bike didn’t make mayo the first couple rides I went on when I got it, wanted to make sure it wasn’t something I altered, pinched etc. So, the fuel thing. I didn’t feel like riding into Nixon, nor Cuero…..I felt I could get to the Shiner area without it. I got smack in the middle where there is no gas, Concrete area, and my low fuel light came on. Doh, I knew I should have brought a fuel bottle!!
How far can you go? Oops, I already went 110 miles. I googled Shiner, 20 miles away. That’s probably not a good idea. Yoakum was 10 miles…….
Stop when I feel like it, look at what I feel like looking at.
I didn’t have a prescribed route, which is abnormal for me. Every now and then I just adlib, which is what happened on this ride. My general idea was to avoid any bigger cities while hitting as much dirt as I could. Leave my house which is in between San Marcos and Seguin, head south towards Nixon/Gillett, roll northeast towards Shiner, head north towards Waelder, work my way west back home in the Zorn area. So off I went, meandering south of Seguin, Nockenut area. Or is it NockEnut? It’s the former, but I like saying it all goofy.
Ahhh, dirt. It's funny I feel more secure on the dirt and actually ride faster.
I jumped a nilgai in the Gillett area but he was shy and ran off too quick. They are so goofy looking, like a gray giraffe with a quarter of the neck. He was hanging out with a herd of longhorns. This guy wasn’t shy, perspective isn’t good in the pic, but he was pretty stout…..and giving me the stink eye.
I started getting into the heart of the eagle ford in these parts. This landscape is forever changed that is for sure. And a lot of big houses and barns are in these parts that weren’t here 10 years ago. Funny how that works.
It’s been a couple years since I rode down this way, I think I was on my 701 last time. Lot less oil field traffic this run, like hardly any. These dirt roads have finally recovered a bit. And you don't have to worry about eating an 18 wheeler every 5 minutes.
There was a 25% chance of rain. Well I can tell you, I 100% got rained on. It wasn’t awful, didn't last long and I liked the dust being settled. Things were a little snotty here and there along the southern edge of my ride, had to stay on my toes, or my knobs as it were.
A ride like this still has quite a bit of pavement involved but I was able to stitch a lot of good dirt into it. I hate all the stops, turns, jig jags involved, but part of the game for the seeker of dirt. This ride doesn't have the topography of the hill country but it is still pretty in its own way.
I stop every now and then and get off the bike, look around. I like contemplating past lives and the effort that went into settling an area.
I use my GPS to look for dirt roads, drop waypoints for about 30 miles of riding in the general area I want to go, knock it out, regroup and drop more pins. This method no doubt ensures I see some new stuff since I am doing it on the fly. But I was still surprised how often I was on familiar roads I have done before. Long stretches of dotted lines still attract my brain whether planned or on the fly.
Have to watch the bigger rivers and plan those moves to make use of bridges. This was one such spot in the Cuero area.
Some really nice oak trees out here. And all day I didn’t see hardly any ice damage. They didn't get the temps/moisture down here I guess.
I was thinking about how cool some of these dirt stretches are. I didn’t see a single rider all day. I think most riders overlook this zone. I bet the hill country was buzzing with riders this weekend.
I’m running my smaller gas tank on this run. I bought a huge tank a couple months ago but in my troubleshooting of the mayonnaise in my coolant system, I took it back off. The bike didn’t make mayo the first couple rides I went on when I got it, wanted to make sure it wasn’t something I altered, pinched etc. So, the fuel thing. I didn’t feel like riding into Nixon, nor Cuero…..I felt I could get to the Shiner area without it. I got smack in the middle where there is no gas, Concrete area, and my low fuel light came on. Doh, I knew I should have brought a fuel bottle!!
How far can you go? Oops, I already went 110 miles. I googled Shiner, 20 miles away. That’s probably not a good idea. Yoakum was 10 miles…….