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- Buda, TX
- First Name
- Rich
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- Gibbens
First came Gorilla Hill. It was the steepest known hill on a public dirt road in Texas. Rocky and scary enough to warrant a name.
Then Big Bend Ranch opened to motorcyclists and we discovered King Kong Hill. Steeper, rockier, and harder than Gorilla Hill. Quite the challenge. Not every rider makes it to the top on just one try. Worthy of the name King Kong Hill.
Not content to leave well enough alone a few ADV riders (Scott, Izz, and Edwin, if memory serves me right) discovered King Kong Hill's Mexican Cousin - Godzilla Hill - in the mountains 25 miles north of Ojinaga, Mexico. The stories they told of Godzilla Hill made my blood run cold. Heck, King Kong Hill was pretty much the limit of my abilities - I was sure I wouldn't be able to make it to the top of Godzilla Hill. The thought of it just sent shivers down my spine.
But I have to admit the urge was there. I wanted to ride Godzilla for myself. When the opportunity would present itself I didn't know but one day I knew there had to be a showdown. I couldn't back down. I had to know.
In the meantime Godzilla Hill was out there, waiting patiently deep in recesses of those distant Mexican mountains.
Then Big Bend Ranch opened to motorcyclists and we discovered King Kong Hill. Steeper, rockier, and harder than Gorilla Hill. Quite the challenge. Not every rider makes it to the top on just one try. Worthy of the name King Kong Hill.
Not content to leave well enough alone a few ADV riders (Scott, Izz, and Edwin, if memory serves me right) discovered King Kong Hill's Mexican Cousin - Godzilla Hill - in the mountains 25 miles north of Ojinaga, Mexico. The stories they told of Godzilla Hill made my blood run cold. Heck, King Kong Hill was pretty much the limit of my abilities - I was sure I wouldn't be able to make it to the top of Godzilla Hill. The thought of it just sent shivers down my spine.
But I have to admit the urge was there. I wanted to ride Godzilla for myself. When the opportunity would present itself I didn't know but one day I knew there had to be a showdown. I couldn't back down. I had to know.
In the meantime Godzilla Hill was out there, waiting patiently deep in recesses of those distant Mexican mountains.
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