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Old 01-02-2011, 09:05 PM   #19366
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I wonder if we could have ridden over the smaller rocks on the right? Never even considered it.
That's just what I was going to ask. Sometimes going over the rocks is the easier line....learned that from mtn biking. Nice work regardless
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Old 01-02-2011, 09:07 PM   #19367
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Yeah but, there's no impending doom in that. It's just bad movie making.
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Old 01-02-2011, 09:09 PM   #19368
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stopping for lunch at the mad greek in baker



great to see the panniers are in season again....



yee-roh




at baker, we hopped on the next powerline road that took us to jean nv; i just noticed there was a lake in the background....




so far, only 2 riders got in front of bob and i





though it looks boring....we had a blast on this stretch




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Old 01-02-2011, 09:15 PM   #19369
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That's just what I was going to ask. Sometimes going over the rocks is the easier line....learned that from mtn biking. Nice work regardless


kiecker did u get ur 650?
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Old 01-02-2011, 09:18 PM   #19370
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Joel,
My rule of thumb, make the video for you and the people you captured.
It will be good and those who can relate to these rides may also enjoy it.

Maybe Razr can give us a few lessons on editing, transitions, music tracks, scene selection criteria and advanced functions. I really like his style, which is something that would be hard to teach.

Remember you don't have to be just a director, cinematographer, editor or producer. You just have to be all 4 of them.

On a side note, yesterdays 15 minute video is being crunched by iMove now. Trying my best to get reports and videos out within 24 hours.


tony, i agree totaly...

and you were the pioneer videographer on this thread...



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Old 01-02-2011, 09:19 PM   #19371
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Yeah but, there's no impending doom in that. It's just bad movie making.
Mmmm..... impending doom does that come with a and
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Old 01-02-2011, 09:25 PM   #19372
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kiecker did u get ur 650?
Sadly a few parts have taken a bit longer to get than originally anticipated, so unfortunately not yet. All is being taken care of by BMW though so that's a good thing So instead of waiting here I'm going to pratice some spanish on a beach in Costa Rica
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Old 01-02-2011, 10:16 PM   #19373
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Did my first snow ride today.

This pick is taken from the county road behind Jawbone.


Originally, I wanted to ride from Dove Springs to Randsburg but I nearly turned my truck around when I got out there and saw it was snowing. Instead I went down the hill to Jawbone and decided to test out my warmest clothing for a few hours. I was wearing some snow pants under my motoport pants and an under armor cold gear shirt and a liner from an Olympia Jacket. The pants and jacket liner worked well. Only my feet got a little cold and when riding on the highway, my face got cold even with a balaclava. Looks like I just need a little more insulation on my face and better socks and I'm good down to freezing.


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I just did a little sightseeing around Red Rock and Jawbone for about 3 hours. There was light snow but not sticking to the ground. I headed home at about 3, it started snowing real good on the way back. By the time I left Mojave there was about an inch of snow on the ground. It took about 4 hours to get back home from Mojave due to traffic, snow, and a little ice on the 14.
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Old 01-02-2011, 10:36 PM   #19374
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brrrrrr......a cold day today and randy, you're the man....

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Old 01-02-2011, 10:39 PM   #19375
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ADV Riders Suck!

I want to warn you all about ADV Riders, this is my report from yesterdays ride:(the true story not that B.S. Tony posted)

I was talked into taken out my pristine 690 on what I was told to be a nice easy desert ride with promises of dust free open trail riding with very little sand if any. I should have know something was up? After unloading the truck Mike points to the top if the highest mountain around and said we just need to get over that, all the good trails are over there? Nothing like a 3 mile hill climb to get the old arm pump going!
Now after the nice hill climb the wide open trails turned quickly in to small roller coster goat trails, I had to do all I could to keep up with these maniacs!

When I though things couldn't possibly get any worse it did! The group stopped at the bottom of this enormous "Everest" looking mountain with what appeared to be a small thin line traveling up skyward up to the clouds and just stops?
I would not have even contemplated that any normal person would ever think of risking life and machine to venture up such an impossible trail. But before I could even take off my helmet to talk some sense into these fools they were charging up a hill to nowhere as if the devil himself was casing them. I watched in horror as these fools launched both man and machine in to the side of the mountain just in a futile attempt to out man each other. I now knew of was in the company of some truly crazy lunatics and I better do my best to fit in, I did not want to alienate myself in such a remote place. I figured it was better just to play along if I wanted to live out this ride. Looking back I think this would have been my greatest chance for escape.

After the hill climb to nowhere, our ride leader decided it would be fun to tackle a little canyon trail he heard about, I figured anything had to be better then what we had done so far? How bad could it be? At the beginning of the trial things were looking good but that quickly changed as I soon realized that what appeared to be a trail was just the aftermath of the recent flash floods that have ripped threw the area the last few weeks. I found myself in a life and death struggle to avoid all the boulders and drop offs and waterfalls, my pristine never scratched showroom conditioned 690 was taking a beating. Tony one of the other riders also on a 690 kept telling me how impressed he was with my skid plate and how he admired some of the farkles on my bike, at the time it didn't concern me I was to busy trying not to die!


Now after a long battle fighting my way threw this gorge of death I notice that the other riders had forged ahead without me? Frankly I was relieved and told myself as soon as I get out of this canyon I'm going to run and high tail it out of here. But then the unthinkable happens, after beating the crap out of my bike it appears that in the fight for my life I pushed my machine to far! The mighty 690 dies and won't restart! Now I find myself all alone in the canyon of death with the cast from Deliverance somewhere down stream. In a feeble attempt I try in vain to fix my bike only to realize that it's my fuel pump that has crapped out. Now I have to get my mine in survival mode, how will I get out of here? Will the others come back for me? After what seem like a life time I hear the sound of motorcycles but the sounds are not coming from inside the canyon but from above. I can see two riders up on the top ridge, they stopped and shut off their bikes, they reminded me of vultures looking down at a dying animal. Then I see the third member of the group Tony, the other 690 rider. In my mind I'm think he is probably coming to claim my skid plate he had been admiring all day. To his disappointment he found me still alive and only the bike dead, Tony signaled to his posy and they quickly jumped on their bikes and head back into the canyon. Once regrouped I pleaded with them just to leave me there, I explained that I could easily push my 300lb bike 20 miles back to truck. Then the rider Jon spoke up for the first time all day, He pulled a large rope from his back pack and threw it on the ground, "It's and ADV thing we don't leave anyone behind" What the fuck did that mean?

The next thing I know they are tying a rope around my crossbars and attaching it the back of "crazy" Tony's 690. I should have know something was fishy when Tony asked Mike to turn his helmet cam around and face it backwards? Tony looks over his shoulder gives me a thumbs up I return the thumbs up and Tony takes off like a ski boat drive and I'm getting the full brunt of his rear tire. For what seems like miles I'm being dragged down the riverbed over rocks and bushes, when I think it can't get any worst the riverbed opens up to the deepest sand wash I could have imagine. Tony not wanting to have to slow down down shift and pulls back on the throttle. Now I'm being sandblasted to death behind a mad man who by now i'm sure is just tying to kill me! From this point on thing get a little fuzzy all I remember is my face heading towards the sand. As i'm coming to I hear Tony say "fuck my cameras not working" .They help pull the bike off of me and shake the sand out of my helmet. At this point Jon the quite one said it looks like I had taken enough of a beating and he was willing to drive back to his truck and come back for me. It was getting late and Jon said he was getting hungry, I think they had all just gotten bored watching me being dragged down the sand wash.

Jon took off and the other two cast members stayed behind with me, I'm guessing they didn't want me to run away. We sat and waited for Jon to return with the truck, I gave Tony and Mike whatever food I had to keep them in good sprits and to keep Tony distracted long enough to stop eying the farkles on my bike. Now with the sun going down I was left to wonder if Jon was ever going to come back? After living this nightmare would I die here? All they would find is my body and a farkle striped 690?

When all hope was almost lost I could see Jon's huge lifted 4x4 hauling ass up the sand wash! The first thing that came to mind was relief, I'm going to live! The second thing was why in the hell did these asshole drag my ass down this fucking sand wash when this hugh fucking 4x4 could have easily hauled my ass out 10 feet from where my bike broke down! What a bunch of sick and twisted bastards!

And to top it all off Jon felt so guilty of the punishment he made me endure he had to buy me dinner!

What a great group of guys, thanks for all the help and getting my ass home safe! Tony I owe you a one for pulling my fat ass out of the sand. Jon thanks for the AAA service and dinner. Mike thanks for raising the bar on each ride, without you I would still be riding fire roads with Joel
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Old 01-02-2011, 10:48 PM   #19376
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I about frooooze my toes off this week
If we had these temps all the time I'd get some heated gear
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Old 01-02-2011, 10:53 PM   #19377
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sito, time to get a smaller bike....



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Some last minute run around/repairs to the 690 and I was in for a cool and possibly moist ride in the desert.
My hat is off to NCY Motorsports for being one of only 2 dealers in California with the vision to keep a 690 valve cover gasket in stock.

So we met at the usual place and ordered the usual fare, we also had some pre-ride entertainment. Watching the 2009 RedBull Romaniacs video on Vimeo was really getting us in the mood.





Looking at this picture now, I can see the irony of Sito and the "toast". We left all of this food behind, strange.





A quick stop at the top to enjoy the beautiful views.


John (Riddler990) coming up a nice option trail.


Group hug, just talking about the really nice piece of single track they just did. That is one of my favorite parts of the ride, video later.



Another Nowwhat hill climb.....fun stuff




Sito on his way back down. The 690s today did everything the "little" bikes did.


Then we were at the hill climb to see if conditions would allow a personal best. I parked halfway up to get this shot of Nowwhat's first attempt.


My first attempt to get higher failed. My momentum agenda did not favor well with some of the larger whoops at the bottom. But on my second attempt I was able to get even higher than Nowwhat's first attempt. Keeping the bike upright during your transition from hill climb to descent is the key.


I started my descent from the top off the bike, it is a bit steep up top.
Sito had a couple of things to say about this and that, next thing I know here comes Nowwhat for another run.


He was really doing well on this run....


I believe this was an all-time highest mark on the hill to date.


One pic of the 690 on top of some nice rich and moist coffee cake left by Nowwhats new knobby.


Sito and Riddler990 both gave a run at the hill with some great results, video coming. Vertical panoramic, I wonder if there is a name for that...?


Sito and the beast, or is it the 690 and the beast


Sito and Riddler990


The weather was perfect. It didn't start out as jacket weather in my opinion.


After this hill we start to enter a wet and rocky environment.....
Notice the pink ribbons from some type of ride previously.


My camera was jamming, the lens was opening up so I missed a lot of shots. I am going to have to take it apart and clean the dust out of it so I can give it back to the wife. I need to get some miles on the new SD4500 I am eyeballing.


Then we were in a deep canyon bed, with rocks and a stream that was frozen solid in sections and other times you would break the ice as you rode over it making this awesome crunching noise.
Riddler kept that nice 530 upright today.


Big hand carry drops and finally back in the wide open river bed.


Nowwhat claims that this wasn't a crash. I will give him that, but some part of his bike or body was on the ground.
He knew I was back there and was back on the bike in seconds. My camera did operate at this critical moment.

I stopped to see where Sito was, I went back a bit looking for him but thought we got around me on a high road or something. I went ahead to the guys and we went back to look for him.

Nowwhat and I spotted him in the riverbed, the 690 would start....it was toast. Riddler990 assisting at the scene. Nowwhat and I overlooking from afar.


Still don't know what was up, bike turns over but no start. Sito blowing his bike.


Somebody says, "I have a rope" and a fine rope it was. Thanks Riddler990 for being prepared. My tow strap was half the length.


We towed through rocks, streams, bushes and turns but when we got into the sand.....it was tough. You can see the tracks where Sito took a few seconds to play in the sand while I was trying to tow his ass.


After another 15 minutes of this deep sand we called it quits.
Riddler990 went ahead to get the big truck for a haul out. The weather was changing and I was thinking how stupid it was to not bring my jacket. After Riddler990 got back to pickup Sito's 690, he loaned me his hot and toasty jacket for the ride back to the truck, ummm good. THANKS!!!

All in all it was a great day of riding and I got to roost Sito for extended periods of time. At some points he said he couldn't even see. All I can say is that lucky my tire wasn't brand new.

We stopped for some Mexican food on the way home, menu item #49 and the day was over. When you have good riding partners based on good people with great attitudes you can never go wrong.

Thanks and peace out.
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I about frooooze my toes off this week
If we had these temps all the time I'd get some heated gear

i have heated vest and now adding heated grips.

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Old 01-02-2011, 10:59 PM   #19378
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looks like you had gr8 start for the new year... and i had to drive to AZ and back


gr8 RR Tony and Sito..
made me think i can fined use for my 650 in the local riding area, no need to ship the bike


just need to take a class from JL so i can keep up
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mesquite ride

we made it to mesquite @ 7 pm, had dinner at a mexican restaurant and went to bed.

next morning, we met at the virgin river casino




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I see some KotW trails on there.

rob, the following pics are kotw tracks. my gps died and i have to rely on what i remember when i was studying the gps files you gave me.


our plan was to ride up from mesquite to st. george.

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heading north towards utah




because of the recent rain, the trail looks easy enough




it got challenging afterwards




more sand and woops




that was the ferocious virgin river a week ago
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I want to warn you all about ADV Riders, this is my report from yesterdays ride:(the true story not that B.S. Tony posted)

I was talked into taken out my pristine 690 on what I was told to be a nice easy desert ride with promises of dust free open trail riding with very little sand if any. I should have know something was up? After unloading the truck Mike points to the top if the highest mountain around and said we just need to get over that, all the good trails are over there? Nothing like a 3 mile hill climb to get the old arm pump going!
Now after the nice hill climb the wide open trails turned quickly in to small roller coster goat trails, I had to do all I could to keep up with these maniacs!

When I though things couldn't possibly get any worse it did! The group stopped at the bottom of this enormous "Everest" looking mountain with what appeared to be a small thin line traveling up skyward up to the clouds and just stops?
I would not have even contemplated that any normal person would ever think of risking life and machine to venture up such an impossible trail. But before I could even take off my helmet to talk some sense into these fools they were charging up a hill to nowhere as if the devil himself was casing them. I watched in horror as these fools launched both man and machine in to the side of the mountain just in a futile attempt to out man each other. I now knew of was in the company of some truly crazy lunatics and I better do my best to fit in, I did not want to alienate myself in such a remote place. I figured it was better just to play along if I wanted to live out this ride. Looking back I think this would have been my greatest chance for escape.

After the hill climb to nowhere, our ride leader decided it would be fun to tackle a little canyon trail he heard about, I figured anything had to be better then what we had done so far? How bad could it be? At the beginning of the trial things were looking good but that quickly changed as I soon realized that what appeared to be a trail was just the aftermath of the recent flash floods that have ripped threw the area the last few weeks. I found myself in a life and death struggle to avoid all the boulders and drop offs and waterfalls, my pristine never scratched showroom conditioned 690 was taking a beating. Tony one of the other riders also on a 690 kept telling me how impressed he was with my skid plate and how he admired some of the farkles on my bike, at the time it didn't concern me I was to busy trying not to die!


Now after a long battle fighting my way threw this gorge of death I notice that the other riders had forged ahead without me? Frankly I was relieved and told myself as soon as I get out of this canyon I'm going to run and high tail it out of here. But then the unthinkable happens, after beating the crap out of my bike it appears that in the fight for my life I pushed my machine to far! The mighty 690 dies and won't restart! Now I find myself all alone in the canyon of death with the cast from Deliverance somewhere down stream. In a feeble attempt I try in vain to fix my bike only to realize that it's my fuel pump that has crapped out. Now I have to get my mine in survival mode, how will I get out of here? Will the others come back for me? After what seem like a life time I hear the sound of motorcycles but the sounds are not coming from inside the canyon but from above. I can see two riders up on the top ridge, they stopped and shut off their bikes, they reminded me of vultures looking down at a dying animal. Then I see the third member of the group Tony, the other 690 rider. In my mind I'm think he is probably coming to claim my skid plate he had been admiring all day. To his disappointment he found me still alive and only the bike dead, Tony signaled to his posy and they quickly jumped on their bikes and head back into the canyon. Once regrouped I pleaded with them just to leave me there, I explained that I could easily push my 300lb bike 20 miles back to truck. Then the rider Jon spoke up for the first time all day, He pulled a large rope from his back pack and threw it on the ground, "It's and ADV thing we don't leave anyone behind" What the fuck did that mean?

The next thing I know they are tying a rope around my crossbars and attaching it the back of "crazy" Tony's 690. I should have know something was fishy when Tony asked Mike to turn his helmet cam around and face it backwards? Tony looks over his shoulder gives me a thumbs up I return the thumbs up and Tony takes off like a ski boat drive and I'm getting the full brunt of his rear tire. For what seems like miles I'm being dragged down the riverbed over rocks and bushes, when I think it can't get any worst the riverbed opens up to the deepest sand wash I could have imagine. Tony not wanting to have to slow down down shift and pulls back on the throttle. Now I'm being sandblasted to death behind a mad man who by now i'm sure is just tying to kill me! From this point on thing get a little fuzzy all I remember is my face heading towards the sand. As i'm coming to I hear Tony say "fuck my cameras not working" .They help pull the bike off of me and shake the sand out of my helmet. At this point Jon the quite one said it looks like I had taken enough of a beating and he was willing to drive back to his truck and come back for me. It was getting late and Jon said he was getting hungry, I think they had all just gotten bored watching me being dragged down the sand wash.

Jon took off and the other two cast members stayed behind with me, I'm guessing they didn't want me to run away. We sat and waited for Jon to return with the truck, I gave Tony and Mike whatever food I had to keep them in good sprits and to keep Tony distracted long enough to stop eying the farkles on my bike. Now with the sun going down I was left to wonder if Jon was ever going to come back? After living this nightmare would I die here? All they would find is my body and a farkle striped 690?

When all hope was almost lost I could see Jon's huge lifted 4x4 hauling ass up the sand wash! The first thing that came to mind was relief, I'm going to live! The second thing was why in the hell did these asshole drag my ass down this fucking sand wash when this hugh fucking 4x4 could have easily hauled my ass out 10 feet from where my bike broke down! What a bunch of sick and twisted bastards!

And to top it all off Jon felt so guilty of the punishment he made me endure he had to buy me dinner!

What a great group of guys, thanks for all the help and getting my ass home safe! Tony I owe you a one for pulling my fat ass out of the sand. Jon thanks for the AAA service and dinner. Mike thanks for raising the bar on each ride, without you I would still be riding fire roads with Joel
Sito,
I must tell you I haven't laughed this hard since before I was married.
My laughing woke the kids from their sleep. My lungs are sore and my eyes are still tearing. And just to be clear, I was going to swap my parts for yours.

We missed all of that good stuff that was the continuation of Sito Hill from the last ride. (remember that hill you went up by accident)
That is honestly where I thought the adventure of this ride was to begin, but your bike knew better. The video is almost done.
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