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- First Name
- Joel
- Last Name
- Sims
That was a lot of fun. I enjoyed meeting all of you and am happy to say that no one broke down and no one got hurt.
We left at 9:15 with an even dozen, and I think we got up to 16 or so by the end of the ride. A couple of stragglers showed up a little late and I went back to lead them in. I led everyone around the boundary and realized how hard it was going to be to keep it together. The serious cold was gone by 10 (told ya) when we broke into smaller groups. I enjoyed following and watching everybody explore. I went though deeper water than I should have, but powered through. A tailbag was lost, and subsequently found. Except one turn where my front end wanted to push out, my almost-classic dualsport did remarkably well. I have a major desire to upgrade to the 21st century, but that will have to wait. Those KTMs were tearing it up. Heck, everybody was ripping in my book.
Noon came around, and we headed off to Murphy's in Winchester. We rolled dirt back roads and got there at 1:10. At one point on the ride (remember, I don't know how to get where we are going) I looked back and there was empty road where there should have been 8 bikes. O....K.... I honked as I slowed down, but the group in front of me keep motoring along. Crud. I turned around to check on the group and about a 1/2 mile back I find all the bikes parked and 4 guys pissing through the barbed wire. It turns out, a case saver popped off, and they stopped to get it. The group in front waited for us at a turn and we all were back together.
Understanding my time dilemma, I was allowed to order first and I slammed my steak home. Thanks for buying lunch for me, guys. I flew back toward home (indicated 85 at one time), and with stopping for gas I still made it home at 1:56 with 4 minutes to spare. Of course, my lovely wife was taking a nap.
I live to ride another day!
We left at 9:15 with an even dozen, and I think we got up to 16 or so by the end of the ride. A couple of stragglers showed up a little late and I went back to lead them in. I led everyone around the boundary and realized how hard it was going to be to keep it together. The serious cold was gone by 10 (told ya) when we broke into smaller groups. I enjoyed following and watching everybody explore. I went though deeper water than I should have, but powered through. A tailbag was lost, and subsequently found. Except one turn where my front end wanted to push out, my almost-classic dualsport did remarkably well. I have a major desire to upgrade to the 21st century, but that will have to wait. Those KTMs were tearing it up. Heck, everybody was ripping in my book.
Noon came around, and we headed off to Murphy's in Winchester. We rolled dirt back roads and got there at 1:10. At one point on the ride (remember, I don't know how to get where we are going) I looked back and there was empty road where there should have been 8 bikes. O....K.... I honked as I slowed down, but the group in front of me keep motoring along. Crud. I turned around to check on the group and about a 1/2 mile back I find all the bikes parked and 4 guys pissing through the barbed wire. It turns out, a case saver popped off, and they stopped to get it. The group in front waited for us at a turn and we all were back together.
Understanding my time dilemma, I was allowed to order first and I slammed my steak home. Thanks for buying lunch for me, guys. I flew back toward home (indicated 85 at one time), and with stopping for gas I still made it home at 1:56 with 4 minutes to spare. Of course, my lovely wife was taking a nap.
I live to ride another day!