GP Track Again

I have really got to start coming up with some better titles for these posts, I just keep adding again to the end, and that makes it sound like it was just another day, maybe things are getting a little monotonous (I just used a big word that I don't know how to spell but I am going with it). Anyway, it was hardly just another day. It has been raining lately and the dirt was choice, berms were just forming anywhere you wanted them to. Wagon and I got out there first and got a few laps in. Keith brought a new guy out with him, we call him "Guato", because he is from Guatemala. He is a good rider, and I got say his fitness is pretty high. He started riding, rode for like an hour, took a ten minute break and then went out for some more.

We decided to head out for a quick trail ride, so once we pulled Guato off the track and put another tank of gas in his bike we headed out. It was a good ride, but man, some of the old single track out at southern has been found and it was all whooped out. Time to make some new trails out there.

All right, I have been told that I need to add some captions to the pics so you, the reader (all 2 of you) some info on who is who and what not.


That's Keith, he can actually whip, not like those pitiful attempts I was trying several posts below. It is cool riding with someone that fast, well not really riding with him just out there at the same time, and watching the lines and techniques. Dude was riding a 450 but it was all tapped out like a 250F!!


Wagon. He was killing it out there. It is weird hearing the two stroke out there. You know how people always say that a smell can trigger your memory, well every time he passes me, which is often, that two stroke smell gives me flash backs to way back in the day out at the old Flyin High Track. I got passed a lot back then as well.


Guato, he is looking for a chic. So if any of you know someone, hook him up!! But don't forget, I am still out there trying myself; Yo Angie, you still working on that?


Wagon airin out the KTM. They were all complaining that the lip on the jump sucked, so I went over and kicked some dirt around, built it up and proceeded to send Wagon into a nice panic rev the next go round. We all laughed at him. I don't get to make the jumps anymore.


Who the F is 223? Oh yeah, I am running a new number. I figured that 58 was just way too hard to live up to. I mean you got to really be on the gas to hold a number like that. 223 is a lot more low key, the expectations are a lot less. But it is weird, my bikes have had 58 on since like '87, when I was on a clapped out KTM 125.

Couple of more shots below. Here is some cool news, you can now post video on this site!! Watch for it. And don't forget, check out Vurbmoto.com for all kinds of cool stuff, and some really killer videos. Our bro Campo made it out to Last Man Standing, so his report and photos should be today or tomorrow.