Well, friday night I got a call from a friend saying they have
postponed the enduro that was supposed to be yesterday. No explication
given, so I suppose either personal family problem with organizator or
the rain that poured *hard* last week flooding many tows around the
one the enduro would be held made some intransponible obstacles. Never
mind, they'll tell us later and I'm somewhat glad of that. I went
trail riding with friends instead.
I had a few too much beers on saturday, so I did not woke up at 6:30am
sunday when friends were calling me at my cell phone. I woke around
7:30, hangover from hell, drank a few glasses of water, had a few
bananas for breakfast and headed bathroom for morning dump... :-) I
was there doing my business, reading the weekly magazine when I heard
the roar of bikes with noisers instead of silencers. It must be my
friends, I thought. As I was alone at home and dog doesn't understand
"go see who's at the door", my friends had to wait a few minutes, one
of them got a horn... Well, I realize I'm not the most loved neighbor
of my street, even that I'm the only one that doesn't party with
obnoxious music all night long...
I, with my recently rebuilt XR250 Tornado, Fabio - taxi driver, rides
a tornado same year as mine, but not as dirt customized as mine and
Eduardo with a salad bike. Mostly all fast food joints aroudn here
carry a sandwich called "x-tudo", or something like "cheese-all",
meaning that everything that fits in two buns is inside. Eduardo got a
XLX350R frame with a NX350 engine (for the e-start), with front
suspension off the NX, brakes off the XLX, rear suspension partly from
a XLX350, partly from a tornado... It's a nice x-tudo bike, normally,
x-tudos break every 100 meters, but weird enough, his doesn't... :-)
We took easy on the first section, there were lots of mud on the jar
trail and I had to break in the engine...
I was low on fuel, but I decided not to fill up until we got into
Enseada beach. There was a gas station and I got more $10 worth of gas
(slightly less than USD5 by today's exchange). There, we met 5 other
friends: one Yamaha XTZ125, one Honda XR200R (e-start, brz version),
one XTZ250, a beautiful F.I. e-start 250cc yamaha bike. We joined them
(or they joined us, whatever) to a great ride over zombie woods. We
planned on two loops inside zombie woods, reaching a point where there
was a steepy hill that begged to be climbed. Eduardo did it like a
champ, so did Eugenio (riding a tornado). I was the third, but I hit a
bump, wheelied about 10 meters, and dumped the bike before I broke my
neck. The guy in the 125cc tried, but he ran out of power. The dude on
the 200cc made it just fine, so did I on the second attempt. Rest of
folks declined trying, took the long way around and met us at the top.
From there, more zombie woods riding...
We got into a place where they will build a motocross track. It will
be great! The land owner rides too and decided to ask all his
neighbors about the track, got the green light and we are now getting
into gathering enough money to rent a bulldozer or a backhoe or
something diesel powered that could make the track.
I was riding just ahead of Fabio, who was sweep when the XR guy, just
in front of me had his chain fall off. I hate people who doesn't check
wheel bearings, man, I just hate'em. The guy was nice and all, but he
didn't carry any tools and had no idea that his bearings were so bad.
His wheel could be shaken from side to side... Of course, we got lost,
rode quite a bit around some nice single track until we found the
right trail. Good!
We climbed the grass hill, a nice hill climbing playground. Hill one
is mandatory, kind of, because there is a very long way around, but
everybody made it. This hill has three stages. First stage, engine
full on second gear, you can't miss the downshift to first gear on the
second stage and you can't miss the tire-wide rut that makes the third
stage possible. Of course, there's nothing over the third stage and
you have to get back to second stage to keep riding... :-) I climbed
the two stages great, so I decided to go down and try the three stage
climb, which I did perfectly. Hill two is more chalenging. That was
where I managed to break my ultra reinforced acerbis handguards and
bend - slightly, still using it - my renthal cr bend bars. I tried
twice, could not climb it. Eduardo (he, again. This guy is 120kg, 2
meter tall, strong as an ox, everything is easier for him. I'm 1.79m
at 70kg...) and two other guys on tornados did it. Never mind, as
there's nothing up there and they had to come down to stage 1 of hill
one and climb stage 2 without momentum...
We stopped at a bar at the river side to try to eat, but there were no
food. I promised myself in the past never going back there again, but
we had friends who enjoy the place...
From there, a nice trail to the ruins of the old lamphouse, followed
by the mango trail, a nice, tight, single track trail in a patch of
woods made almost exclusivelly from mango trees. There are dutch,
portuguese and english building ruins around this area. We climbed
down Gaibu beach rocks and went home, where I got stuck on jar trail -
hey, if I don't get stuck on jar trail it's not me, some alien
abducted me and is passing as me. LOL! :-) The 125cc guy had trouble
here (he's 120kg too...) but overall, was nice. The train track made
me having to lift bike, I HATE train tracks. I wish I could wheelie
and turn the bike same time, like the XR200 guy did, landing the front
wheel perpendicular to the tracks and outside the tracks, making the
in/out of tracks transition ultra easy. Good that sunday there aren't
scheduled trains, just occasional freighters and trains bound for
maintenance, this is very rare to happen on a sunday...
We arrived at a bar near home, had two beers (for the three of us who
still had stamina for beers), a plate of chicken innards (liver,
heart, those things inside a chicken that's not white meat) and went
home. I went sleeping before the new simpson episode that's aired 20pm
every sunday...
Today I'm not as sore as I normally get, that's good.
Random thoughts:
I put the bars a little more forward than usual and got horrible arm
pump. Great that I was carrying the 6mm allen that made possible to
get the bars on the usual position. Man, I would never imagine that
bar position would make such a huge influence on arm pump.
Bike didn't leak, except on the valve cover gasket, just "sweating"
oil, like I knew it would happen and at the oil tube that connects the
oil pump to the head, but the screw just needed tightening, leak
stopped right after I gave more 1/8th of turn on it.
Fruit season already? We found ripe araca on some trees... Araca is a
native plant and it's fruit is just like grape sized guavas, but
tastes much sweeter than guavas. yum!!!! :-)
I still love my bike!
-- Tiago
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> pump. Great that I was carrying the 6mm allen that made possible to
> get the bars on the usual position. Man, I would never imagine that
> bar position would make such a huge influence on arm pump.