|10-24-2011, 03:23 PM||#1|
Joined: Feb 2006
Location: Rotorua, NZ
This one time... at Sand Camp...
We didn't have any specific plans for the long weekend, so decided to do a bit of off road riding on some of the tracks around Rotorua. We've got some good tracks at our disposal, but don't ride them as much as we'd like.
Saturday Nic joined us to ride some tracks around the back of Lake Rotoma - a mixture of pumicey ruts and stretches of sand - all within 15km of Clint's place. This is where I've been learning to ride in sand, thus the name "sand camp".
The tracks are on DOC land and wind their way through native bush
There are quite a few tracks in the area, and we started to do a bit of exploring of some new areas, but it can be a bit of a rabbit warren and we didn't have maps on us, so decided to stick to tracks we knew. Clint was quick to remind me that someone had bought a new GPS and loaded the topo50 maps onto it the day before One day I'll remember to take it riding with me
The weather has been pretty wet here, but the pumice generally drains well, and it wasn't too muddy. There was the odd deep puddle though
But it wasn't all plain sailing, some of the ruts were pretty deep
It's the first time the WRR has been too short and fat to get through something.
But at least it pushed a bit of a channel through for the others
All that riding in sand a ruts is hard work. The XT became a bit sleepy
The WRR also became sleepy from time to time - I dropped it 4 times trying to get out of one giant rut. Nic came around the corner just after little lie down #4, when I had camly come to the rational decision that thumping the petrol tank with my fist was going to improve the situation. Maybe I have anger issues
Around then the weather changed from hot and sunny to freezing torrential rain, so there were no more photos. Which is lucky, because now no-one will know that Clint got bogged in a puddle (that Nic and I rode through) and needed the girls to help drag the 640 out.
Sunday evening we went out to Clint's family bush block in Reporoa, where we were treated to a spectacular sunset
The hut has no TV, so we had vague intentions to listen to the second half of the rugby on the radio. We went for a quick walk during half time, and Clint shot a deer about 300m from the hut. Recovering the deer turned into a bit of a mission (featuring broken landcruiser hubs and winch sections), and it was after midnight by the time we got in from our quick walk.
On Monday our mate Paul came over with his kids Dean and Ryan, and their quads. Clint hadn't brought the KTM, so had upgraded to the Big Red. Leaving me feeling a bit left out on the only bike. There are a series of 4WD tracks through the bush in Reporoa, which is ideal for hooning around on quads
Quad pace was a bit of a challenge on the WR, but I managed to sneak past a few times and get up the slipperier hills at a respectable pace.
The Red was suffering a bit from Clint's brother's attempts at auto electrical work, and after a bit of roadside diagnoses, he had to head back early.
The four of us continued on around the main loop track.
I didn't stop for too many photos, in case the kids got past me
We got back to the hut, and enjoyed the sun for a while
And Clint took the opportunity to test ride a possible replacement for the 640
The road to hell is paved...
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