Monday, January 06, 2003

Crashing sucks. Dirtbikes are fun.

My buddy Mike decided he was ready to ride again, and a group was going to get together Saturday at noon at Alice's for a "Mike back on a Bike" ride.

Before the ride, I blasted up to SF in the LLROL to pickup the new Scotts steering damper and COOL Super Motard wheels for the bike. sapent time with Joe, Paul & Saskia, then hauled bootie back to San Jose, to get ready for the ride.

Sara and I met up at the condo, and she already had the bikes ready. Got dressed in gear, and away we went. Up Hwy 280 to Foothill Expwy, to Stevens Canyon Road.

A nice twistey windey, with a little construction, a little rain, a little mud, you get the picture?

Nice sunny day, zipping along on our DRZ400s, left, right, left, swoopy corners, whee! right, left, and WHOOPS!

the bike slid out from under me! and was flying down the street in front of me. Hmmm, that must mean I am flying down the street too. Yikes, look at those sparks coming off the kickstand! Hey, my butt is getting hot, I better roll over, hmmm, this street sure is muddy and slipper, DOH! that's why I fell down!

the bike stopped in a mudslide beside the road, I stopped jut before the bike. My motocross boots held my ankles together, my hot pink Motocross pants held my skin on, my gloves and jacket did their job admirably.

I stood up, shook everything, no pain? no problem. No blood? no rips? yay!

The bike had some issues, handlebar bent, left turnsignal broke, again, the left side plastic was a little scraped, but I have already ordered black panels anyhow. and the damndest thing, the kickstand was bent outwards at a 90 degree angle. The bike skid on the stand, which probably saved it from any more damage.

I could not lift the bike up, apparently, standing in the mud, at a bad angle, I was just not strong enough. I tried to get Sara to help me, and apparently barked at her. I was trying to get the bike up, out of the ditch, incase any officers passed by, I did not want a ticket. Okay, work fast. DUH. (Note to self. When you fall off bike, be nice to girlfreind, she does put up with you)

I love dirtbikes!

$20 for a new set of bars, $45 for a new kickstand (on order) and I rode the thing up to the ride anyhow!

Showed up muddy, and a little late, but much to the grins and giggles of all our pals. Rode out hwy 84 to the pacific coast, I kept thinking i was keeping everyone back, and I should slow down, apparently, they were trying to catch me?

ha! on a recently crashed bike? double ha!

we rode to davenport, and stopped at "Whale City Cafe" for some snacks. On the way, Mike did some cool roll-on standing wheelies, his confidence is back. YAY!

After whale city, we rode down 1 to santa cruz, stopped for a bit, then out hwy 9 to boulder creek. Sara & Rebecca swapped bikes, so Sara could feel the new, cool, aftershocks suspension job on Rebecca's bike. She pronounced it 'good'.

Sara and I split off, and made our way down Bear Creek Road, where I was going slow in the slippery muck, you know, just in case.

Got home, washed evrything off, and cleaned up what we could.

Watched a rental movie, and went to bed early.

Sunday morning, big breakfast, yummy soy-rizo, and went to roadrider for parts.

I broke down and spent $45 for a motorcycle lift stand for the motard, and some new bars, which I do not like, and need to get different ones.

Got home, installed the new bars & steering damper, Sara changed the oil on her DRZ, and I went to Eric * Lissa's to use my torch, and bend the kickstand back to straight, well, straight enough, till the new one arrives.

we went to LuLai vegetraian chinese for dinner, then to wal mart to stock up tp and paper towels,

Another movie, another early nite. yay.

Work on Monday, I am going to let my team catch up form the holidays, then tomorrow, noses back to the stones.

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