The 2010 Northwest Motorcycle Association (NMA) race season has begun,
and after only one week I’m already 2 race reports behind! I’d better
step it up a bit.
Our Off Road series began March 27th with the Frostbite GP, and
continued on March 28th with the White Knuckle GP. Both of these
events have been displaced from their traditional venues by land
closures, so for the first time they were run as back-to-back events
in the high desert of Eastern Washington. The course on Saturday was
about 15 miles run through and around some huge fallow farmers fields
(mostly wheat farming over there), with a very tasty Endurocross
section about ½ mile from the pits. Scott moved up to the A class in
the Off Road series this year (all “A class”, all the time), so he
starts on the 2nd wave. This was a very good thing, as the ground was
bone dry, and was churned into ankle deep to foot deep silt very
quickly, so the dust was incredibly bad (Lorena’s boyfriend Dave,
recently returned from Iraq, said he saw worse dust at the race than
he did in a year in Iraq).
They used the dead-engine-straddling-your-rear-fender start technique.
The AA wave launched with about 18 riders, who laid down a dust cloud
that could have been seen from space. Fortunately there was a strong
breeze that kept the dust moving, so the next wave (Open A, Scott’s
class) had fairly clear air for their start until they got moving and
created their own dust storm. Scott got a clean holeshot. The 250XC
with the Rekluse Z-Start Pro clutch is almost like cheating on dead
engine starts, as Scott is kicking before his hands reach the bars and
the bike lights off in about ½ kick, so the bike launches as soon as
he grabs the throttle. Before the end of the ¼ mile long start
straight, Scott was reeled in and passed by a few riders that were
just more willing to pin it across the soft powdery desert. As the
race progressed I noticed Scott was riding like he was still in the
woods, short shifting and torquing his way around the track. He was
running a pretty good pace, but wasn’t exactly fast. The dust was
staggering. Scott came by the pits several times when the dust was so
thick I couldn’t make him out, and relied on sightings by others in
the pits to verify that he was through. After 4 laps he pitted and
took on a full load of fuel, no way could he have made a 5th lap. Back
out on the course, Scott kept plugging away as the field thinned out,
many racers dropping out due to mechanicals (lots of dirt sucked into
engines, including race leader Ricky Russell while holding down a
commanding lead). Most guys were pitting to pull filter skins or
replace filters, but we hadn’t put on a skin, and I really didn’t want
to try and change the filter in the incredibly dusty pits, so we just
ignored it and let him run. Worked, too, because Scott ran 8 laps and
didn’t suck a grain of dirt through the filter. He wound up in 7th in
class for the day, but 2 or 3 of the guys that beat him are Eastern
Washington desert guys that we’ll never see again this season (in the
woods on the west side). More important, he was healthy and his bike
wasn’t dead. Many bikes were loaded on trailers with the subframes
still removed and the open carbs (or throttle bodies) exposed, because
they were already full of dirt so how much more damage could you do on
the drive home? Ricky Russell, who DNF’ed with a huge lead, found a
large ball of glass on the end of his spark plug from the dirt melting
to the electrode. Amazingly, he changed the plug and filter and the
bike (YZF450) ran pretty well, so he lined up again for Sunday’s race.
Sunday the course was mostly Saturday’s course run backwards. Scott
scored another holeshot in a dead-engine-on-the-seat-hands-on-head
start. This time, his buddy Brent pitted on the first lap and came out
behind Scott, and when he passed him Scott hooked up and paid
attention to how Brent was riding his YZ250, and something clicked in
the back of Scott’s brain. Suddenly he went from a short-shifting
torque monster flailing in the soft stuff, to a scream-it-on-the-pipe
rider getting on top of the soft stuff and sailing, not flailing. He
started working his way forward, and was running 5th (I believe) when
he pitted after 4 laps. After his pit stop, I booked down to the
Endurocross section for some spectating action and watched Scott come
through for a couple of laps. On his sixth lap the race leader (Ricky
Russell on that poor abused Yamaha) caught and lapped him about 300
yards before the EX section, and the second place AA guy caught up to
Scott as he went through the check at the entrance to the EX. Scott
let the AA guy go ahead so he wouldn’t hold up the race for the lead,
then caught and passed him in the EX section and left with a 10 of 15
second lead over the guy. I was pumped!
I hauled ass back to the pits in case Scott had to come in for
something before the finish. I got back to the pits, and waited, and
waited, and waited. After completing the last lap that I saw through
the EX section, Scott didn’t come around again. The course was closed
at 2 ½ hours, and they started pulling the riders off the course.
Scott’s buddy Ty was one of the first to come off the course (he won
his second race in 200A after getting 2nd in his first one on
Saturday) and told me Scott had run out of gas on the course!!! Ty’s
dad Tim immediately jumped up and grabbed a gas can, got directions to
where Scott was, and took off on his bike to rescue him. I love the
people of off road racing!
Not long after Tim left, Scott came rolling up to the finish. He’d
been railing along after passing 4th place and was rapidly catching
3rd when his bike just stopped running. He thought it was out of gas,
after shaking the bike and not hearing any sloshing. The night before
we had talked about what to do if this happened, and decided it would
be much faster to pull off the gas tank and carry it back for fuel
than to push the entire bike, so that’s what he started to do.
Unfortunately, when he got it loose and lifted it he discovered LOTS
of gas, and that’s when he looked at his air filter. It was a total
dirt clod, so he slapped it repeatedly, knocking off a cloud of dirt,
put the bike back together and finished the race. Even with the filter
drama he finished in 5th, I believe 3rd in people whose points matter.
Oh yeah, even with the total choke off, not a grain of dirt passed the
filter (NoToil oil).
I think Scott came away from this with 2 very important lessons. One,
use all of the motor that conditions will allow, whenever conditions
allow, and two, look at the easy stuff first before you make
assumptions about what’s wrong with the bike.
We had this past weekend off, and next weekend start our Enduro series
with the Sparkplug Enduro, always a long tough woods run. Our bikes
are ready, and I’m getting ready to hit the trails in anger again
too!
I’ll keep you posted.
Tim H
Back in the saddle
Cool, thanks for the write up!
wrote:
>The 2010 Northwest Motorcycle Association (NMA) race season has begun,
>and after only one week I’m already 2 race reports behind! I’d better
>step it up a bit.
>Our Off Road series began March 27th with the Frostbite GP, and
>continued on March 28th with the White Knuckle GP. Both of these
>events have been displaced from their traditional venues by land
>closures, so for the first time they were run as back-to-back events
>in the high desert of Eastern Washington. The course on Saturday was
>about 15 miles run through and around some huge fallow farmers fields
>(mostly wheat farming over there), with a very tasty Endurocross
>section about ½ mile from the pits. Scott moved up to the A class in
>the Off Road series this year (all “A class”, all the time), so he
>starts on the 2nd wave. This was a very good thing, as the ground was
>bone dry, and was churned into ankle deep to foot deep silt very
>quickly, so the dust was incredibly bad (Lorena’s boyfriend Dave,
>recently returned from Iraq, said he saw worse dust at the race than
>he did in a year in Iraq).
>They used the dead-engine-straddling-your-rear-fender start technique.
>The AA wave launched with about 18 riders, who laid down a dust cloud
>that could have been seen from space. Fortunately there was a strong
>breeze that kept the dust moving, so the next wave (Open A, Scott’s
>class) had fairly clear air for their start until they got moving and
>created their own dust storm. Scott got a clean holeshot. The 250XC
>with the Rekluse Z-Start Pro clutch is almost like cheating on dead
>engine starts, as Scott is kicking before his hands reach the bars and
>the bike lights off in about ½ kick, so the bike launches as soon as
>he grabs the throttle. Before the end of the ¼ mile long start
>straight, Scott was reeled in and passed by a few riders that were
>just more willing to pin it across the soft powdery desert. As the
>race progressed I noticed Scott was riding like he was still in the
>woods, short shifting and torquing his way around the track. He was
>running a pretty good pace, but wasn’t exactly fast. The dust was
>staggering. Scott came by the pits several times when the dust was so
>thick I couldn’t make him out, and relied on sightings by others in
>the pits to verify that he was through. After 4 laps he pitted and
>took on a full load of fuel, no way could he have made a 5th lap. Back
>out on the course, Scott kept plugging away as the field thinned out,
>many racers dropping out due to mechanicals (lots of dirt sucked into
>engines, including race leader Ricky Russell while holding down a
>commanding lead). Most guys were pitting to pull filter skins or
>replace filters, but we hadn’t put on a skin, and I really didn’t want
>to try and change the filter in the incredibly dusty pits, so we just
>ignored it and let him run. Worked, too, because Scott ran 8 laps and
>didn’t suck a grain of dirt through the filter. He wound up in 7th in
>class for the day, but 2 or 3 of the guys that beat him are Eastern
>Washington desert guys that we’ll never see again this season (in the
>woods on the west side). More important, he was healthy and his bike
>wasn’t dead. Many bikes were loaded on trailers with the subframes
>still removed and the open carbs (or throttle bodies) exposed, because
>they were already full of dirt so how much more damage could you do on
>the drive home? Ricky Russell, who DNF’ed with a huge lead, found a
>large ball of glass on the end of his spark plug from the dirt melting
>to the electrode. Amazingly, he changed the plug and filter and the
>bike (YZF450) ran pretty well, so he lined up again for Sunday’s race.
>Sunday the course was mostly Saturday’s course run backwards. Scott
>scored another holeshot in a dead-engine-on-the-seat-hands-on-head
>start. This time, his buddy Brent pitted on the first lap and came out
>behind Scott, and when he passed him Scott hooked up and paid
>attention to how Brent was riding his YZ250, and something clicked in
>the back of Scott’s brain. Suddenly he went from a short-shifting
>torque monster flailing in the soft stuff, to a scream-it-on-the-pipe
>rider getting on top of the soft stuff and sailing, not flailing. He
>started working his way forward, and was running 5th (I believe) when
>he pitted after 4 laps. After his pit stop, I booked down to the
>Endurocross section for some spectating action and watched Scott come
>through for a couple of laps. On his sixth lap the race leader (Ricky
>Russell on that poor abused Yamaha) caught and lapped him about 300
>yards before the EX section, and the second place AA guy caught up to
>Scott as he went through the check at the entrance to the EX. Scott
>let the AA guy go ahead so he wouldn’t hold up the race for the lead,
>then caught and passed him in the EX section and left with a 10 of 15
>second lead over the guy. I was pumped!
>I hauled ass back to the pits in case Scott had to come in for
>something before the finish. I got back to the pits, and waited, and
>waited, and waited. After completing the last lap that I saw through
>the EX section, Scott didn’t come around again. The course was closed
>at 2 ½ hours, and they started pulling the riders off the course.
>Scott’s buddy Ty was one of the first to come off the course (he won
>his second race in 200A after getting 2nd in his first one on
>Saturday) and told me Scott had run out of gas on the course!!! Ty’s
>dad Tim immediately jumped up and grabbed a gas can, got directions to
>where Scott was, and took off on his bike to rescue him. I love the
>people of off road racing!
>Not long after Tim left, Scott came rolling up to the finish. He’d
>been railing along after passing 4th place and was rapidly catching
>3rd when his bike just stopped running. He thought it was out of gas,
>after shaking the bike and not hearing any sloshing. The night before
>we had talked about what to do if this happened, and decided it would
>be much faster to pull off the gas tank and carry it back for fuel
>than to push the entire bike, so that’s what he started to do.
>Unfortunately, when he got it loose and lifted it he discovered LOTS
>of gas, and that’s when he looked at his air filter. It was a total
>dirt clod, so he slapped it repeatedly, knocking off a cloud of dirt,
>put the bike back together and finished the race. Even with the filter
>drama he finished in 5th, I believe 3rd in people whose points matter.
>Oh yeah, even with the total choke off, not a grain of dirt passed the
>filter (NoToil oil).
>I think Scott came away from this with 2 very important lessons. One,
>use all of the motor that conditions will allow, whenever conditions
>allow, and two, look at the easy stuff first before you make
>assumptions about what’s wrong with the bike.
>We had this past weekend off, and next weekend start our Enduro series
>with the Sparkplug Enduro, always a long tough woods run. Our bikes
>are ready, and I’m getting ready to hit the trails in anger again
>too!
>I’ll keep you posted.
>Tim H
>Back in the saddle
Thanks for the report, Tim!
Tell Scott that I said "Congratulations!"
Filter skins can be mounted so that one can pull the string "on the
fly". (experiment a bit; and the skin doesn't need to completely cover
the filter.)
One can also mount two filter skins, if needed, without affecting the
jetting.
Good Riding and Reporting to You!
Jim
************************************************************
>On Mon, 5 Apr 2010Tim Harrel wrote and posted another great ride report
>The 2010 Northwest Motorcycle Association (NMA) race season has begun,
>and after only one week I’m already 2 race reports behind! I’d better
>step it up a bit.
>Our Off Road series began March 27th with the Frostbite GP, and
>continued on March 28th with the White Knuckle GP. Both of these
>events have been displaced from their traditional venues by land
>closures, so for the first time they were run as back-to-back events
>in the high desert of Eastern Washington. The course on Saturday was
>about 15 miles run through and around some huge fallow farmers fields
>(mostly wheat farming over there), with a very tasty Endurocross
>section about ½ mile from the pits. Scott moved up to the A class in
>the Off Road series this year (all “A class”, all the time), so he
>starts on the 2nd wave. This was a very good thing, as the ground was
>bone dry, and was churned into ankle deep to foot deep silt very
>quickly, so the dust was incredibly bad (Lorena’s boyfriend Dave,
>recently returned from Iraq, said he saw worse dust at the race than
>he did in a year in Iraq).
>They used the dead-engine-straddling-your-rear-fender start technique.
>The AA wave launched with about 18 riders, who laid down a dust cloud
>that could have been seen from space. Fortunately there was a strong
>breeze that kept the dust moving, so the next wave (Open A, Scott’s
>class) had fairly clear air for their start until they got moving and
>created their own dust storm. Scott got a clean holeshot. The 250XC
>with the Rekluse Z-Start Pro clutch is almost like cheating on dead
>engine starts, as Scott is kicking before his hands reach the bars and
>the bike lights off in about ½ kick, so the bike launches as soon as
>he grabs the throttle. Before the end of the ¼ mile long start
>straight, Scott was reeled in and passed by a few riders that were
>just more willing to pin it across the soft powdery desert. As the
>race progressed I noticed Scott was riding like he was still in the
>woods, short shifting and torquing his way around the track. He was
>running a pretty good pace, but wasn’t exactly fast. The dust was
>staggering. Scott came by the pits several times when the dust was so
>thick I couldn’t make him out, and relied on sightings by others in
>the pits to verify that he was through. After 4 laps he pitted and
>took on a full load of fuel, no way could he have made a 5th lap. Back
>out on the course, Scott kept plugging away as the field thinned out,
>many racers dropping out due to mechanicals (lots of dirt sucked into
>engines, including race leader Ricky Russell while holding down a
>commanding lead). Most guys were pitting to pull filter skins or
>replace filters, but we hadn’t put on a skin, and I really didn’t want
>to try and change the filter in the incredibly dusty pits, so we just
>ignored it and let him run. Worked, too, because Scott ran 8 laps and
>didn’t suck a grain of dirt through the filter. He wound up in 7th in
>class for the day, but 2 or 3 of the guys that beat him are Eastern
>Washington desert guys that we’ll never see again this season (in the
>woods on the west side). More important, he was healthy and his bike
>wasn’t dead. Many bikes were loaded on trailers with the subframes
>still removed and the open carbs (or throttle bodies) exposed, because
>they were already full of dirt so how much more damage could you do on
>the drive home? Ricky Russell, who DNF’ed with a huge lead, found a
>large ball of glass on the end of his spark plug from the dirt melting
>to the electrode. Amazingly, he changed the plug and filter and the
>bike (YZF450) ran pretty well, so he lined up again for Sunday’s race.
>Sunday the course was mostly Saturday’s course run backwards. Scott
>scored another holeshot in a dead-engine-on-the-seat-hands-on-head
>start. This time, his buddy Brent pitted on the first lap and came out
>behind Scott, and when he passed him Scott hooked up and paid
>attention to how Brent was riding his YZ250, and something clicked in
>the back of Scott’s brain. Suddenly he went from a short-shifting
>torque monster flailing in the soft stuff, to a scream-it-on-the-pipe
>rider getting on top of the soft stuff and sailing, not flailing. He
>started working his way forward, and was running 5th (I believe) when
>he pitted after 4 laps. After his pit stop, I booked down to the
>Endurocross section for some spectating action and watched Scott come
>through for a couple of laps. On his sixth lap the race leader (Ricky
>Russell on that poor abused Yamaha) caught and lapped him about 300
>yards before the EX section, and the second place AA guy caught up to
>Scott as he went through the check at the entrance to the EX. Scott
>let the AA guy go ahead so he wouldn’t hold up the race for the lead,
>then caught and passed him in the EX section and left with a 10 of 15
>second lead over the guy. I was pumped!
>I hauled ass back to the pits in case Scott had to come in for
>something before the finish. I got back to the pits, and waited, and
>waited, and waited. After completing the last lap that I saw through
>the EX section, Scott didn’t come around again. The course was closed
>at 2 ½ hours, and they started pulling the riders off the course.
>Scott’s buddy Ty was one of the first to come off the course (he won
>his second race in 200A after getting 2nd in his first one on
>Saturday) and told me Scott had run out of gas on the course!!! Ty’s
>dad Tim immediately jumped up and grabbed a gas can, got directions to
>where Scott was, and took off on his bike to rescue him. I love the
>people of off road racing!
>Not long after Tim left, Scott came rolling up to the finish. He’d
>been railing along after passing 4th place and was rapidly catching
>3rd when his bike just stopped running. He thought it was out of gas,
>after shaking the bike and not hearing any sloshing. The night before
>we had talked about what to do if this happened, and decided it would
>be much faster to pull off the gas tank and carry it back for fuel
>than to push the entire bike, so that’s what he started to do.
>Unfortunately, when he got it loose and lifted it he discovered LOTS
>of gas, and that’s when he looked at his air filter. It was a total
>dirt clod, so he slapped it repeatedly, knocking off a cloud of dirt,
>put the bike back together and finished the race. Even with the filter
>drama he finished in 5th, I believe 3rd in people whose points matter.
>Oh yeah, even with the total choke off, not a grain of dirt passed the
>filter (NoToil oil).
>I think Scott came away from this with 2 very important lessons. One,
>use all of the motor that conditions will allow, whenever conditions
>allow, and two, look at the easy stuff first before you make
>assumptions about what’s wrong with the bike.
>We had this past weekend off, and next weekend start our Enduro series
>with the Sparkplug Enduro, always a long tough woods run. Our bikes
>are ready, and I’m getting ready to hit the trails in anger again
>too!
>I’ll keep you posted.
>Tim H
>Back in the saddle
*****************************************************
Wudsracer/Jim Cook
Smackover Racing
'06 Gas Gas DE300
'82 Husqvarna XC250
Team LAGNAF
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>and after only one week I’m already 2 race reports behind! I’d better
>step it up a bit.
>Our Off Road series began March 27th with the Frostbite GP, and
>continued on March 28th with the White Knuckle GP. Both of these
>events have been displaced from their traditional venues by land
>closures, so for the first time they were run as back-to-back events
>in the high desert of Eastern Washington. The course on Saturday was
>about 15 miles run through and around some huge fallow farmers fields
>(mostly wheat farming over there), with a very tasty Endurocross
>section about ½ mile from the pits. Scott moved up to the A class in
>the Off Road series this year (all “A class”, all the time), so he
>starts on the 2nd wave. This was a very good thing, as the ground was
>bone dry, and was churned into ankle deep to foot deep silt very
>quickly, so the dust was incredibly bad (Lorena’s boyfriend Dave,
>recently returned from Iraq, said he saw worse dust at the race than
>he did in a year in Iraq).
>They used the dead-engine-straddling-your-rear-fender start technique.
>The AA wave launched with about 18 riders, who laid down a dust cloud
>that could have been seen from space. Fortunately there was a strong
>breeze that kept the dust moving, so the next wave (Open A, Scott’s
>class) had fairly clear air for their start until they got moving and
>created their own dust storm. Scott got a clean holeshot. The 250XC
>with the Rekluse Z-Start Pro clutch is almost like cheating on dead
>engine starts, as Scott is kicking before his hands reach the bars and
>the bike lights off in about ½ kick, so the bike launches as soon as
>he grabs the throttle. Before the end of the ¼ mile long start
>straight, Scott was reeled in and passed by a few riders that were
>just more willing to pin it across the soft powdery desert. As the
>race progressed I noticed Scott was riding like he was still in the
>woods, short shifting and torquing his way around the track. He was
>running a pretty good pace, but wasn’t exactly fast. The dust was
>staggering. Scott came by the pits several times when the dust was so
>thick I couldn’t make him out, and relied on sightings by others in
>the pits to verify that he was through. After 4 laps he pitted and
>took on a full load of fuel, no way could he have made a 5th lap. Back
>out on the course, Scott kept plugging away as the field thinned out,
>many racers dropping out due to mechanicals (lots of dirt sucked into
>engines, including race leader Ricky Russell while holding down a
>commanding lead). Most guys were pitting to pull filter skins or
>replace filters, but we hadn’t put on a skin, and I really didn’t want
>to try and change the filter in the incredibly dusty pits, so we just
>ignored it and let him run. Worked, too, because Scott ran 8 laps and
>didn’t suck a grain of dirt through the filter. He wound up in 7th in
>class for the day, but 2 or 3 of the guys that beat him are Eastern
>Washington desert guys that we’ll never see again this season (in the
>woods on the west side). More important, he was healthy and his bike
>wasn’t dead. Many bikes were loaded on trailers with the subframes
>still removed and the open carbs (or throttle bodies) exposed, because
>they were already full of dirt so how much more damage could you do on
>the drive home? Ricky Russell, who DNF’ed with a huge lead, found a
>large ball of glass on the end of his spark plug from the dirt melting
>to the electrode. Amazingly, he changed the plug and filter and the
>bike (YZF450) ran pretty well, so he lined up again for Sunday’s race.
>Sunday the course was mostly Saturday’s course run backwards. Scott
>scored another holeshot in a dead-engine-on-the-seat-hands-on-head
>start. This time, his buddy Brent pitted on the first lap and came out
>behind Scott, and when he passed him Scott hooked up and paid
>attention to how Brent was riding his YZ250, and something clicked in
>the back of Scott’s brain. Suddenly he went from a short-shifting
>torque monster flailing in the soft stuff, to a scream-it-on-the-pipe
>rider getting on top of the soft stuff and sailing, not flailing. He
>started working his way forward, and was running 5th (I believe) when
>he pitted after 4 laps. After his pit stop, I booked down to the
>Endurocross section for some spectating action and watched Scott come
>through for a couple of laps. On his sixth lap the race leader (Ricky
>Russell on that poor abused Yamaha) caught and lapped him about 300
>yards before the EX section, and the second place AA guy caught up to
>Scott as he went through the check at the entrance to the EX. Scott
>let the AA guy go ahead so he wouldn’t hold up the race for the lead,
>then caught and passed him in the EX section and left with a 10 of 15
>second lead over the guy. I was pumped!
>I hauled ass back to the pits in case Scott had to come in for
>something before the finish. I got back to the pits, and waited, and
>waited, and waited. After completing the last lap that I saw through
>the EX section, Scott didn’t come around again. The course was closed
>at 2 ½ hours, and they started pulling the riders off the course.
>Scott’s buddy Ty was one of the first to come off the course (he won
>his second race in 200A after getting 2nd in his first one on
>Saturday) and told me Scott had run out of gas on the course!!! Ty’s
>dad Tim immediately jumped up and grabbed a gas can, got directions to
>where Scott was, and took off on his bike to rescue him. I love the
>people of off road racing!
>Not long after Tim left, Scott came rolling up to the finish. He’d
>been railing along after passing 4th place and was rapidly catching
>3rd when his bike just stopped running. He thought it was out of gas,
>after shaking the bike and not hearing any sloshing. The night before
>we had talked about what to do if this happened, and decided it would
>be much faster to pull off the gas tank and carry it back for fuel
>than to push the entire bike, so that’s what he started to do.
>Unfortunately, when he got it loose and lifted it he discovered LOTS
>of gas, and that’s when he looked at his air filter. It was a total
>dirt clod, so he slapped it repeatedly, knocking off a cloud of dirt,
>put the bike back together and finished the race. Even with the filter
>drama he finished in 5th, I believe 3rd in people whose points matter.
>Oh yeah, even with the total choke off, not a grain of dirt passed the
>filter (NoToil oil).
>I think Scott came away from this with 2 very important lessons. One,
>use all of the motor that conditions will allow, whenever conditions
>allow, and two, look at the easy stuff first before you make
>assumptions about what’s wrong with the bike.
>We had this past weekend off, and next weekend start our Enduro series
>with the Sparkplug Enduro, always a long tough woods run. Our bikes
>are ready, and I’m getting ready to hit the trails in anger again
>too!
>I’ll keep you posted.
>Tim H
>Back in the saddle