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| Jeff gets the cover shot on his XR400 |
I trailered my bike down to the big nickel on a Thursday night. Met up with Jeff, Kyle, and Zach and stayed up late usual, listening to Slater and downing my ciders. Friday was great weather and we had a sweet day exploring about 11 pits. I felt like I was in heaven. So much stuff good stuff to ride. Bigger and better than anything I have ever ridden. I have ridden some great places before, but always either undocumented or only a few times at best because spots get shut down easily. Knowing I had more days to ride the same stuff put my mind at ease. It's comparable to going to 11 skateparks in one day. It never happens, so it's hard to imagine. Kyle had a good and proper party that night and we were up until sundown catching up, shooting the shit, and laughing it up.
We dilly dallied the next as per the norm, but then got screwed with rain in the afternoon. We hit up Royal Distributing to kill some time and Jeff found a beauty new helmet for his noggin. The rain never broke, but we said screw it once it slowed down around 6pm. We headed out with Kyle on the big quad going through all the insane water holes that had come to be from the rain on the trails. The rain actually stopped and we rode into dark and then b-lined it home. We a great sessions despite the conditions, and Kyle rode his first dirtbike. He did really well in the limited time and light. We partied again Sat night, but I couldn't hang with the big boys and had to sleep around 3am haha.
Sunday appeared as though it was going to be a bust as it was pissing rain again, and Saturday night was a total storm. As I packed up, it started to clear. Jeff packed his bike and follow me out in case it looked good enough to ride. We caught a break and decided to take a ride. So glad we did, because we found so much more. So many more pits and amazing spots. Each spot had something unique. One would be hills, another would be jumps and humps. We found tracks, trails, washed out canyons, and everything in between. Hell, we even found a bowl berm, basically a curved wall ride. We went super far and just hit so much stuff, having the time of my life at least. Soaking it all up. The SLR camera went dead right away, the video camera went dead right after, and I didn't bring the go pro because I didn't think I would need. I also left all the charged batteries in the car. Bah, won't need those. We said screw it and just kept riding, relying on our memory to document the thrills and scenery. Jeff did a huge hill climb and caught air out of the top. He had no idea how much air he would get but randomly threw a no footer and landed perfectly. This caused a ton of laughs. Just think about all the variables. Jeff is a natural. We were super far away and I ran out of gas. We got creative and I made Jeff got to higher ground and lean his bike over to dump fuel into mine. We disconnected his carb line, then used his gas cap breather hose to make an extension. It was wacky, but it worked. I used the google map app, and found the fastest way out. Typically we went around every water hole and tried to stay dry, but time was of the essence, and daylight was fading fast. We went down a trail that was basically a total enduro style of water and rocks. We plower through it all with some luck, and yeah I do call this lucky still, I ran out of gas only half a km from our vehicles. I walked my bike back and enjoyed every step, because I knew I just finished the best riding of my life with my buddy.
Thanks to Jeff and his family for the hospitality, and Kyle for hosting us and driving us around too. Both guys got behind the camera for me which I never take for granted. Thanks guys. Can't wait to go back. Click the title to see some more photos of us. More updates to come, some go pro footage too.
