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Snow was predicted for Oklahoma again. Predictably, the timing is right for Okie’s, Roger, Bois and myself to head south again to ride Ojinaga, Mexico. On this trip our S. Texas friends Alejos, Ronnie, Matt, plus Colorado Bob and snowbird Oklahoman Rodzilla Rodden are meeting us there.
We took Roger Padactor’s work truck on this trip. To make room for our bikes he hacked out several layers of mud, tools and miscellaneous weird stuff. Then we hastily added some sideboards to hold our gear on the flat bed. The Grapes of Wrath image fit our style and the obvious reduction in wind resistance was a fuel saving bonus.
In the foreground is our base, Presidio’s Tre Palms Inn, to the right is US border patrol housing, in the background is Ojinaga, Mexico.
Directly behind the motel are some hills and bowls that are good to play on while everyone is gearing up. Some of them are very challenging.
Fun stuff.
Looks like a beautiful Thursday shaping up as we head to the border crossing. No threat of snow in sight.
A few miles out we take a break at this Metro coffee wagon.
Padactor considering the moto hauler possibilities.
5 Latte’s to go.
Dry lakes like this give old guys like us the opportunity to stretch our throttle cables and our imaginations. Without a root, rock or bump in sight you can run through the gears WFO and be young again. Click sixth, arc left, feet on the pegs and you’re Kenny Roberts at the Springfield mile. Arc right and you’re passing Malcolm Smith at the Elsinore Grand Prix. Keep it pinned, head on the tank and you’re setting a new speed record at Bonneville.
Padactor indulges in illusions of moto grandeur.
Bois spins a wheel, on purpose. Crazy.
Colorado Bob checks the flow on his rarely used main jet.
Taking a playtime break we check out Bois’s new Motoz Tractionator Desert. So far, so good. www.Motoz.com.au
We continue south to an area known as the Waterfall creek.
Further South and East we find a small Oasis with a few buildings and a windmill.
By an old schoolhouse we see where they played old school basketball.
School days long gone for students that attended here.
Rodzilla at a weird formation landmark that we haven’t named yet.
Colorado Bob answers the, can it be climbed, question.
In a remote area we check out the wagon that we found a few years ago. What took us a few enjoyable hours to get here probably took some grueling days in the old wagon.
Padactor notices that Studebaker Corp. is cast into the wheel hubs. I have found that this company opened in 1852 in South Bend, Indiana and eventually would become the world’s largest wagon manufacturer. They also were the only manufacturer to successfully switch from horse drawn to gasoline powered vehicles.
We continue down this creek that narrows to some rock slots.
Everyone has there own method of getting through stuff like this. Bob demonstrates his trials style at the top and then stays on the brakes till the wheels begin to skid then releases them and lets it run out to the end. Sweet.
Padactor demonstrates the tried and true bulldog method. This is much preferred over his, pitch the bike and pick it up at the bottom method.
In an area with some neapolitan hills it’s a challenge to see who can be the first to the top. Bob makes an attempt but stalls out half way.
The cunning Padactor slips up the backside to claim this one.
After checking out the valley view we continue north.
Rodzilla leads us through an old dozer cut. This was his third week of enjoying riding here with the different groups that have come and gone.
At this point in the loop we know we are near some villages that have cold drinks.
The closest one, known as the Pop Shop, has closed down so we continue on.
This prosperous area has a new store since last year.
Nice area to relax before turning toward Ojinaga/Presidio.
Diligent guard dog keeps a watchful eye on your stuff. Beef jerky gratuity settles the deal.
We get back to the motel and find the South Texans have arrived and as usual have the grill going.
Thursday’s track from Bob’s Delorme GPS. 89 miles
Friday morning we take in some more dry lake fun with the S. Texans before turning south to intersect the Ridge ride.
Young Matt having a great time on his first day.
We take a break half way up the ridge to check out the petrified log.
We took Roger Padactor’s work truck on this trip. To make room for our bikes he hacked out several layers of mud, tools and miscellaneous weird stuff. Then we hastily added some sideboards to hold our gear on the flat bed. The Grapes of Wrath image fit our style and the obvious reduction in wind resistance was a fuel saving bonus.
In the foreground is our base, Presidio’s Tre Palms Inn, to the right is US border patrol housing, in the background is Ojinaga, Mexico.
Directly behind the motel are some hills and bowls that are good to play on while everyone is gearing up. Some of them are very challenging.
Fun stuff.
Looks like a beautiful Thursday shaping up as we head to the border crossing. No threat of snow in sight.
A few miles out we take a break at this Metro coffee wagon.
Padactor considering the moto hauler possibilities.
5 Latte’s to go.
Dry lakes like this give old guys like us the opportunity to stretch our throttle cables and our imaginations. Without a root, rock or bump in sight you can run through the gears WFO and be young again. Click sixth, arc left, feet on the pegs and you’re Kenny Roberts at the Springfield mile. Arc right and you’re passing Malcolm Smith at the Elsinore Grand Prix. Keep it pinned, head on the tank and you’re setting a new speed record at Bonneville.
Padactor indulges in illusions of moto grandeur.
Bois spins a wheel, on purpose. Crazy.
Colorado Bob checks the flow on his rarely used main jet.
Taking a playtime break we check out Bois’s new Motoz Tractionator Desert. So far, so good. www.Motoz.com.au
We continue south to an area known as the Waterfall creek.
Further South and East we find a small Oasis with a few buildings and a windmill.
By an old schoolhouse we see where they played old school basketball.
School days long gone for students that attended here.
Rodzilla at a weird formation landmark that we haven’t named yet.
Colorado Bob answers the, can it be climbed, question.
In a remote area we check out the wagon that we found a few years ago. What took us a few enjoyable hours to get here probably took some grueling days in the old wagon.
Padactor notices that Studebaker Corp. is cast into the wheel hubs. I have found that this company opened in 1852 in South Bend, Indiana and eventually would become the world’s largest wagon manufacturer. They also were the only manufacturer to successfully switch from horse drawn to gasoline powered vehicles.
We continue down this creek that narrows to some rock slots.
Everyone has there own method of getting through stuff like this. Bob demonstrates his trials style at the top and then stays on the brakes till the wheels begin to skid then releases them and lets it run out to the end. Sweet.
Padactor demonstrates the tried and true bulldog method. This is much preferred over his, pitch the bike and pick it up at the bottom method.
In an area with some neapolitan hills it’s a challenge to see who can be the first to the top. Bob makes an attempt but stalls out half way.
The cunning Padactor slips up the backside to claim this one.
After checking out the valley view we continue north.
Rodzilla leads us through an old dozer cut. This was his third week of enjoying riding here with the different groups that have come and gone.
At this point in the loop we know we are near some villages that have cold drinks.
The closest one, known as the Pop Shop, has closed down so we continue on.
This prosperous area has a new store since last year.
Nice area to relax before turning toward Ojinaga/Presidio.
Diligent guard dog keeps a watchful eye on your stuff. Beef jerky gratuity settles the deal.
We get back to the motel and find the South Texans have arrived and as usual have the grill going.
Thursday’s track from Bob’s Delorme GPS. 89 miles
Friday morning we take in some more dry lake fun with the S. Texans before turning south to intersect the Ridge ride.
Young Matt having a great time on his first day.
We take a break half way up the ridge to check out the petrified log.
