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Edited Date/Time
1/27/2012 1:00am
What MX has done for me?
Had lot fun that most will never understand why we put our self though.
Made lot friends over the years, spent lot money putting the bike back together LOL.
The Speed, The roost, Power slides, Drop off, The dirt, Dry, Mud, Sand Deep Sand, Snow, Yes rocks I hate rocks, Air time, Crash time LOL looping out, Endows, The dreaded High side and have the wind knocked out of you that sucks.
Topping the whoops, Hitting and making the doubles, Flying up the down the hills, Craving the turns, Elbow to elbow riding, Rubbing racing, Trading plastic over the jumps though the whoops.
Going down track trail ect finding something new to go though.
Going way to fast and making though then saying too your self That could been real bad and hurt bad LOL then telling your self that was sure stupid of lets try it again.
Things that Sucked CRASHING hands down, Having the person in front of you throw that 4 pound fly rocks coming off their rear tire and getting hit by it, Having you buddy riding in front of you going through the trees pulling a tree branch back and as they go by it comes whipping back a nails you in the hands chest or head not fun, Getting stuck in that mud pit as your bike Quits running now you have to push out and back to the truck as your friends come by and roost all that mud all over you LOL, Pushing bike back because just blew it up thought the deep sand up the hills you went thought o get where you broke down at, Razor Back enough said, Brocken bones, The Death sound as the bike getting ready to seize on you or the crank starts to knock and getting ready to stop running, Ect
But I would not give it for the world but the body aches and pains I have now I could do without.
Had lot fun that most will never understand why we put our self though.
Made lot friends over the years, spent lot money putting the bike back together LOL.
The Speed, The roost, Power slides, Drop off, The dirt, Dry, Mud, Sand Deep Sand, Snow, Yes rocks I hate rocks, Air time, Crash time LOL looping out, Endows, The dreaded High side and have the wind knocked out of you that sucks.
Topping the whoops, Hitting and making the doubles, Flying up the down the hills, Craving the turns, Elbow to elbow riding, Rubbing racing, Trading plastic over the jumps though the whoops.
Going down track trail ect finding something new to go though.
Going way to fast and making though then saying too your self That could been real bad and hurt bad LOL then telling your self that was sure stupid of lets try it again.
Things that Sucked CRASHING hands down, Having the person in front of you throw that 4 pound fly rocks coming off their rear tire and getting hit by it, Having you buddy riding in front of you going through the trees pulling a tree branch back and as they go by it comes whipping back a nails you in the hands chest or head not fun, Getting stuck in that mud pit as your bike Quits running now you have to push out and back to the truck as your friends come by and roost all that mud all over you LOL, Pushing bike back because just blew it up thought the deep sand up the hills you went thought o get where you broke down at, Razor Back enough said, Brocken bones, The Death sound as the bike getting ready to seize on you or the crank starts to knock and getting ready to stop running, Ect
But I would not give it for the world but the body aches and pains I have now I could do without.
Things I don't miss: Mud. I've had a lifetimes worth of it. I was actually very fast in it. But it's still miserable. I remember days at Washougal racing a 300-400 lb YZ250 and how much work it was to dig the kickstarter out if I dumped it, I can remember the mud building up so much that there was barely enough peg sticking out to stand on. But most miserable were those days in the middle of the winter racing at Woodland. I remember one sub-freezing day when the first turn at the end of the start shute was about an ice-rink and lots of crashing. I remember all too well the pain of freezing fingers and toes, and the even more excruciating thawing. They were the worst of times, they were the best of times.
I should have moved to So Calif.
Having the pipe mount fall off and have to hold the pipe up with your leg to get back to the truck man that burns.
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of course crashing does bite!
But the Young Punks out there that think there Hot shit and think you cant teach them anything just dont realize experience and seat time is the key and we have Treacherous ways of riding they just dont know about yet as we stuff them in to the corrner and brake check them over the berm.
Arthritis in my jacked up wrist
jacked up thumb
modified ribs in an unwanted fashion....
I have cherished every minute (well, "every minute" maybe a bit of an exaggeration) of my MX/off road/dirt biking experiences.
So many places I have seen that something like "walking" would never have been possible.
Life long friends and one time encounters with people who I might not have met otherwise.
The self taught mechanical skills and the satisfaction of modifying and or servicing yours and your buddies scoots.
The time I have spent with my wife and children riding together in the desert /sand dunes,............priceless
And the sensation of flying 60 feet in the air and landing perfectly on the opposing landing slope
I was in my mid 20's before I started racing. Seemed like no matter if I was in the novice, intermediate or expert class, I was always middle of the pack. But it didn't matter, I loved it. Still do!
To this day, I still have good friends from back in those days.
i just turned 66, but in a couple hours me and couple others guys are heading out to a (semi) local track for a KTM demo day.
And a couple weeks ago, I flew to Ohio and rode a two day Halloween trail ride with guys my age there. (On a borrowed bike)
Dirt bikes have been more than just fun for me. It's been a hobby, a fitness routine, a social outlet, a money pit lol.
RB
win in the amaetur class,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"i friggin rule"!
expert class,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,hmmmm lease guys are kinda fast hey
pro class,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,," im fucin dead!!!!!!!!!
there is always someone faster and always a way to do better, its not the bike, its never the bike its you, you suck thats the deal you put in what you get out any one who has raced knows exactly what i mean
Just try and beat me off a stoplight on my way to work, dammit. I don't drive a Camaro with a LS3 and Hurst 6 speed as a daily driver because I like a heavy clutch and like to run up a helluva gasoline bill. In fact, I drive it so that I can get EVERY damn holeshot off of EVERY damn light. Got it? Now, I live in Southern California and sometimes some jackass with an attitude and a Lambo Reventlow (or some other pussy machine, like a GT500) pulls up and absolutely roasts the shit out of me---for no damn reason except to be a redneck. Kinda like whenever Derek Wedding used to show up and poach all the bounty races. I don't get that shit. Holeshots at all stoplights where I am attendant are supposed to be ALL mine---this is NOT negotiable. These jackasses need to understand the rules. Kinda like if I brake check your sorry ass because your impeding my progress to the front of the pack---which is appropriate under the circumstances. But if your sssslow ass gets a hankering to brake check my ass---then we have a big-time problem. But that's cool, because I know how to pick up a cell phone and call the fuckin police on your ass---just like I learned how to plunk my dough down and protest any cheatin sumbitch that beat me on a scooter. And, if you beat me, then you were cheating....even if the tear-down shows otherwise, cause we all know the damn race officials are a bunch of communists anyway. At least, that's my story and I'm sticking to it....
And, just to be clear, I carry the same fuckin attitude with me to the check-out line at the grocery store, the movie theater, and any other gawldang line I may be in. If I'm not first, then there will be a scene---maybe even a ruckus. It just depends on whether I can get a cheap first shot in.....
So, in closing, I ask you---my moto brothers---did I learn my lessons well?
1. The first point is, I took a lot of diggers (e.g., concussions) that have rendered me stupid---and despite it all, I still have a competitive streak that burns somewhere in my body on any given day. My staff accuses me of having the 'red ass' a lot, so maybe its found there now on most days...
2. The second point my earlier post conveys is that one should NEVER post on message boards when mixing muscle relaxers and pain meds----all properly prescribed for a jacked up lower back. But then, I'm not taking any of it back either....
BTW, Wedding was a poacher and Lambo owners suck. There is no reasonable dispute on these two facts! LOL!
Cheers, my friend!
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