Didn't have a chance to talk. The razor and I just ripped by each other on the fire road. The Can-am was a 4 seater on a tight trail, he was coming down towards me as I was climbing a pretty good grade. He looked like he had his hands full navigating that 32K boat down that little traiI. I strait went though the bush to get around him...he just looked at me and I laughed as I went by. Probably thought I was a deer that jumped into the bush ( Ok... there was an opening ) ..........I crashed twice on mostly clay rutted trails. One was going to be tough to make- but I tried it. I lost-.... the second was my fault. I tried to turn around because I lost my spare and wanted to back track. (Got loose from first spill) I tipped over......Idiot.......The ruts and grade didn't help....Out here we have a sticker system- Green sticker all year ride anywhere with a spark arrestor. Red sticker seasonal usually anywhere-also I think with arrestor. ............and I found my spare!
That is
too cool my man!!!!! I love it when that happens. So you learned a thing or too, had fun, showed up the CanAm, found your spare,
and got back up and shook the dust off .....
twice!! Btw, this sort of thing makes a compelling argument for seat belts, and helmets I suppose some would argue, but I just can't do it, obstructive and uncomfortable in a variety of ways, hot in the summer uhg. Just be careful I suppose......
