|03-27-2012, 11:45 PM||#286|
Joined: Apr 2010
Location: Boise, ID
Ok inmates. It's pretty obvious I'm feeling very down right now. For my own vanity and feelings of self worth, I'm curious how many of you are subscribed to my storytelling time here. Im trying to find the good things in my life and cling to those. Chime in and say hi if you've just been lurking for awhile. I'm always up for making new friends and maybe meeting up on one of my adventures. If you're really shy just give me one of these and I'll know.
2011 Triumph 800 XC
2007 Honda CRF 250X
1994 Kawasaki KLX 650R
THE ADVENTURES OF TYSON AND HOBBES
THE BACKCOUNTRY PURSUIT- Boise, Idaho's consignment specialist for ADV gear!
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|03-28-2012, 05:14 AM||#287|
Joined: Jan 2007
Location: West of Seattle . . .
Good stories, mate . . . .
Though I mostly post in Northern Virginia and Shenandoah Valley threads, I happend to see yours in Day Trippin' and subscribed.
Good stories--keep 'em up! I see a far better rider than I (and a darn site younger!!) and a budding philospher. I think you'll find some good friends, both virtual and in-the-flesh. There may be a few turds, too, but I generally just ignore those.
I grew up in the country you just rode through. John Day and Canyon City were my home towns. I recognized that view of Strawberry Mountain as soon as I saw it! Rode a Honda 160 and BSA 650 all over those roads. Went to college, joined the Navy, and never went back except to visit. Never got on a bike through a 25 year Navy career, but fell off the wagon in 2004, and lovin' it. I don't ride like you do (too old, heal too slowly--and don't want to pay the tickets! ), but admire those with cajones biger than mine! Looking toward the possibility of a second retirement this summer and moving back to the Bremerton area, where we kept a house. The ex-pat may be coming closer to home . . .
Keep it up, like your photography and writing!
|03-28-2012, 06:27 AM||#288|
Joined: Jan 2010
Location: Fulltiming in an RV!
Hey man, hang in there. Women are a pain in the ass. Hell people in general are a lot of the time. ;)
I love reading your stories. I still hope to get an 800xc eventually and hearing about yours is awesome.
I'm on my way to the annual Death Valley rally.. Too bad you can't make it down here for it. Awesome riding and lots of great people.
'12 Suzuki V-Strom DL650
'10 Kawasaki KLX351S #320
'96 Suzuki DR650
'01 Yamaha FZ1
|03-28-2012, 07:42 AM||#290|
Once you go Triple...
Joined: Nov 2005
Keep it coming, this is a great thread
'12 Tiger 800XC
'02 Sprint ST
'99 Speed Triple
|03-28-2012, 08:03 AM||#291|
Joined: Aug 2003
Location: Boise, Idaho
As we talked about last night, we are both on the same path. All we can do is keep going.
|03-28-2012, 09:18 AM||#292|
Joined: Apr 2010
Location: Sand Hollow, Idaho
Been reading your stories from the time you started working in Colorado and will continue too as long as you keep riding and posting (which I hope you do). Appreciate your effort and time in your RR's, for my reading and viewing pleasure.
For the record, I hate snakes!
Admiral's Voyages http://advrider.com/forums/showthread.php?t=788178
|03-28-2012, 09:19 AM||#293|
Joined: May 2006
Location: Here and There.. but mostly in the Desert
Tyson, excellent thread you have, I too, peak in here off and on to see what you've been up too. I carried my Gerbing heated vest around for almost 4 months and glad I had it coming home... 11 degrees riding up through Utah I can relate.
I've been keeping a low profile lately. Worn out and in need of recouping... catching up on domestic chores and mending tired neglected motobikes.
Just keep it up I always enjoy your insight wit and philosophical wandering.
|03-28-2012, 09:27 AM||#294|
Luckiest human EVER.
Joined: Feb 2009
Location: From Alabama to Newfoundland it's all Appalachian
Sorry about your mood and the reasons for it. Sucks dude. BEEN there.
On a brighter side, I fucking love your thread!! Have since it started. Thanks for the ADVentures, honesty and good humor!! I am also an english triple fan. (despite your cautionary tale)I am getting an XC as soon as one comes on the used market with a decent price. I have a 1050 Tiger that is great, but I'm a dual sport freak, and the road bike must go.
Keep your chin up and time heals.
|03-28-2012, 10:01 AM||#295|
Joined: Apr 2010
Location: Redmond, OR
Best damn series of day trips on the site!
Sometimes you end up doubled over saying, "OW! MY BALLS!"
But then you triumphantly get back up...
...and keep on roosting!
2005 Gas Gas EC 250, 2004 Sherco 2.9, 2002 aprilia ETV 1000 Caponord, 1993 Kawasaki KLX 650
Public land means public access! Get involved or get locked out!
|03-28-2012, 06:00 PM||#297|
Joined: Apr 2010
Location: Boise, ID
I awoke in the morning to the distinct and familiar feeling of too much Jameson last night. I was on the couch and Jay's little daughter was just arriving home with a friend from mom's house. Time for me to get moving.
Jay made crepes and they were quite good. We had a few more minutes to chat and I hit the road.
Thanks again for the place to crash. I know I'll see you again soon.
I rode North to Redmond. Trevor and I arrived at exactly the same time. We shared a hug and talked in the garage for a few minutes about the metal that was leaking out of the number 3 cylinder of his snowmobile. We always have stuff to show each other when we arrive.
So begins the process of getting his overnight stuff packed and on the bike. I didn't give him much notice that I was coming and he hadn't been bike camping since last year. Of course, I didn't get much notice that what I thought was a really good thing with an incredible woman was ending. Didn't see it coming it the way it did and that's what hurts the most.
It really was quite the feat to get his shit together as quick as he did. Soon he was packed and we left for Ken's house.
Ken is an older guy that Trevor met and they have formed kind of an adopted father/son relationship. It's always nice to have another older mentor. Ken was able to retire early and lives a fun life. He's in for the ride today on his 990.
Avoiding the highway, we leave Redmond after a stop at the liquor store. Gonna need booze to numb the heartache and keep out the cold tonight.
Self portrait. I'm not smiling under there.
Here we are trying to decide exactly which way we will get onto the dirt. Evaluation of the snow level and current weather are a factor in this decision.
This is also where Trevor and I decided that we aren't camping out tonight. Ken is just making a loop today and warmth sounds much better for the night. Would have been smarter to make this decision back at Ken's house where we could have ditched all the gear, but we didn't know it was gonna be quite this cold.
We left the highway on Fox Butte Rd and headed South. The grey skies matched my mood and I plodded along in the rear trying to stay back out of the dust.
Map check/pee break
Fox butte turned into Millican Rd. The road got a little sandy in spots and made it challenging.
Here we are crossing the gate at one of the junctions for Millican Rd.
We head further south on a gravel interstate to Christmas Valley for gas.
At Christmas Valley we got fuel and took a short break to discuss our route to the Lost Forest and dunes. I grabbed some premade gas station burgers and they really hit the spot.
Instead of the paved road to the forest, we decided to try 6121 which was shown as a major gravel road on my map. We did have to knock out a long straight stretch of pavement. The road cut across what looked to be an ancient lake bed. This was the fuel that created the dunes some 20 miles away.
I was in the lead and the only one without a gps. I guess I missed the turn and we had to double back a mile or two.
Consulting the GPS.
My turnaround into the ditch. It was a bit softer than I expected.
Here we are. 6121. Here we go. Back into the dirt.
This was an awesome two track. Let me repeat that for effect. This was an AWESOME two track. For the first time in these 400+ miles I've ridden from my house, I was able to clear my mind of the women that caused me so much pain.
I think my brother was pretty amazed at how fast I riding the big bike down this.
The road began to hook back around to the South. It didn't feel right and we conferred to figure out if it was right. There was one road that headed off the main two track in the direction we wanted to go. The problem was, it looked like this.
Hasn't seen much use, but it's gonna see some now.
The road completely petered out into nothing. Two choices. Turn around or baja it. We elected to turn around. Here's a vid from Trevor's helmet of the way back to catch the next major road North.
We took the two track all the way back to the highway. and grabbed the next road North. Looking back at the map I'm still not sure what road was what. The road that was labeled 6121 in real life just didn't correspond to the map. We found our way anyways. This was the road.
Has anybody ever ridden a road like this in the desert? The dry parts are rock hard and the wet parts are slick as goose shit. Ken almost took a digger and I laughed a bit. Then I almost ate shit in the exact place. Trevor and Ken's speed though this was amazing. I could hardly keep up. And that's saying something.
We came into the Lost Forest from the Southwest and caught a glimpse of the dunes.
Read about the Lost Forest HERE.
That's how my brother makes an exit.
We picked up 6151 which will take us to the dunes. Trevor was going to shoot a GoPro vid of me riding. So, I hammered on it.
I was rocking along this rough road at about 60 when I came upon some woops. I'm talking dirt bike woops here on a loaded 500+ lb bike. This is when I made the mistake. I hit brake instead of gas. Anybody ever gotten the tail whip going before? HOLY FUCK IT'S SCARY!!! The ass of the bike starts jumping from one side to the other. At one point I was almost completely sideways. I fought it all I could and finally went off trail. I never dumped it. Completely saved it. A bad mistake on my part to hit the brakes, but I totally felt like a badass.
Here's my track before I went off the trail. Too bad Trevor wasn't keeping up, so no video.
We got to the dunes and Ken had no interest in taking the 990 out there. Trevor and I were all over it.
I'm not sure if I've ever had so much fun with Hobbes. I was getting full bar lock power slides!!!! God I kick myself for not getting good video of that.
I went down a few times. Here's me picking up Hobbes the first time.
This one was a pretty rough high side. I'm still lying on the ground taking inventory of what hurts.
"OW, MY BALLS!"
The money shot.
Another oops. P90X makes it easier to pick this beast up.
I did have Trevor take a vid of this little climb. It was steep, but not too impressive. Trevor and I will have to have a tutorial on using the zoom function on my camera for next time.
We did a bit of bike trading so Trev could ride Hobbes with some real tires on him finally.
And I got to ride a 990 for the first time when Ken Took Hobbes for his turn. It's a great bike and so comparable to the Triumph off road. More low end and more vibration are about as simple as I can sum it up. The Triumph is like glass with a crotch rocket top end. The suspensions are pretty equal.
We've now left the forest and are back to the desert heading North on 6121. We had stopped at a "Y" and were debating about which way to go. I said "pick one and go" as the other two were looking on the GPS. The road met back up 150 yards later.
6121 was really rough and rutted in places. Trevor was on the 990 and Ken had a few "Oh shit" moments on the KLX. Once coming over a rise into a puddle that stretched across the whole road and then this little one that was almost a get off.
A lot of the road looked like this. Frozen ruts.
Some of it not so frozen.
Now we're on Frederick Butte Rd and it's a gravel highway.
Back at the pavement and on our way home.
Let's just say all that bouncing off the rev limiter in the dunes burned some fuel. Trevor and I are stretched. Oh yeah, and IT'S FUCKING COLD!!!! When poor Trev hit reserve we had to pull over cause his hands were so frozen he couldn't move the petcock.
He ran out of fuel just a short 10 miles later with the gas station within a mile. Ken had a fuel bottle and filled him to get to the station. But, not before one of Oregon's finest stopped to see if we were ok. He started to question us, where we'd been, and were we were going. I think he finally got that we weren't running drugs and were just cold and wanted to get the hell home.
Once home we ordered some pizza. Ken and his wife came over and joined us for a short while. Trevor had plans to get drunk with me. I had another idea....
|03-28-2012, 08:07 PM||#298|
Enjoying the ride
Joined: Feb 2010
Location: The far east (of Oregon)
I've got a few pics of your ol KLR with some bent crash bars, and few missing chunks of plastic you might like to see. I also have a few from later the same day where it drowned and got field stripped. I fucked up the video though, the camera powered down not 10 seconds before it went under.
Keep writing and posting
luv seeing the nut job on the thrashing on the big bike
|03-28-2012, 09:04 PM||#299|
Joined: May 2011
Location: Clintonville, WI
What can I say?
I tried to think of something profound to say, but all I can come up with is
|03-28-2012, 09:19 PM||#300|
Joined: Aug 2011
Location: St. George, UT
Tyson - things will turn in your direction. You got too much good going on. Stick with what works for you. Appreciate all your efforts on the posts. Always a good read and pics. Keep it rollin! Ride safe.
RedRockRider - WR250R, TW200, Versys, Vulcan 900 LT, Zuma 125
Southwest Utah: Dual Sport Riding from St. George
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