Head count for raa east 2018

[warp9.9]

Hey Warp, you make it back home yet?

Almost I'm a couple hours out of Norfolk Virginia

 

[warp9.9]

After a day of riding half in monsoon rain (not to worry I was fine once the warp bubble formed) . Funny how particulates cannot penetrate the field once the warp bubble is established. Great times give me a day or two for mowing anf I'll be ready again . Thanks to all for a great time

 

[1olbull]

Never have understood why so many riders sphincter pucker up at the hint of a little dirt and gravel.
A little practice riding slow with your feet up where they belong secure in the knowledge that feet down does NOT allow you to control the bike does the trick!!!

 

[1olbull]

And he's a motorcycle riding instructor.
I bet his students would love to see that.

OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!

Can happen to the best of riders - Mental error in concentration turning at slow speed.
It takes very little front brake while in a sharp turn to take you and the motor down!

 

[1olbull]

The boy and I made it home today, he is already talking about next year!
Thanks to you all for making him feel so welcome, he may not have a choice in who his dad is but he sure as hell does when it comes to friends, you all made a great impression on him.

Now I just need to explain to Adriana why I am missing underwear

Glad you guys made it home in one piece!
Hope I see you all sometime this summer?!?!?!11

 

[scot in exile]

OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!

Can happen to the best of riders - Mental error in concentration turning at slow speed.
It takes very little front brake while in a sharp turn to take you and the motor down!

And that being the reason you DO not use your front brake in a slow sharp turn

 

[Joesmoe]

I have to say I sure had the pucker factor going when I showed up with my wife on pillion last year at the wonderful gathering Mayberry Days. The place we stayed was on the Blue Ridge Parkway, and the property spanned a small divide, and it was gravel to the main building, and then a gravel road that went down one side of the divide, and up the other side to where it met grass and reasonably decent parking.

As I arrived that day, I stopped at the top of the hill, and just made the decision, "screw it -- this *should* work".

I kept it in second gear, and treated it like snow going up the other side, trying to maintain traction and forward progress without wheel spin.

The pucker factor was high, and I was fighting it (the folks on the porch saw me fighting it and said later they were surprised I made it). About half way up the hill though it seemed the bike knew what to do, and made it to the top. While the rest of the stay was not a sleep walk, and each time I went down the hill it felt like a commitment with no turning back -- but it all turned out o.k., and now I have that experience. And the best part, my lovely spouse has greater confidence in going with me as a welcome activity.

 

[scot in exile]

Josh and Jim(notice I said Josh first) were both fantastic company, very few people would travel as far as they did to spend a few days with a bunch of misfits(myself excluded) Josh had a constant smile on his face and never complained once about anything not even when his Dad was french Kissing Adam I really expect to see Josh on one of them day time talk shows spilling his guts sometime soon

 

[scot in exile]

All you guys talking about dropping your bike well lucky you were not with myself, the Kid, Ski and our resident Polok when we went riding on the final day how does about six miles of uneven gravel road sound, and a certain woman who does not know what a 1/4 mile is I will let the others fill in the details.

 

[warp9.9]

I have to say I sure had the pucker factor going when I showed up with my wife on pillion last year at the wonderful gathering Mayberry Days. The place we stayed was on the Blue Ridge Parkway, and the property spanned a small divide, and it was gravel to the main building, and then a gravel road that went down one side of the divide, and up the other side to where it met grass and reasonably decent parking.

As I arrived that day, I stopped at the top of the hill, and just made the decision, "screw it -- this *should* work".

I kept it in second gear, and treated it like snow going up the other side, trying to maintain traction and forward progress without wheel spin.

The pucker factor was high, and I was fighting it (the folks on the porch saw me fighting it and said later they were surprised I made it). About half way up the hill though it seemed the bike knew what to do, and made it to the top. While the rest of the stay was not a sleep walk, and each time I went down the hill it felt like a commitment with no turning back -- but it all turned out o.k., and now I have that experience. And the best part, my lovely spouse has greater confidence in going with me as a welcome activity.

Dude that road to the motel was made for the new CV Smurf rocket