The credo of the Floribama Riders is good wholesome clean fun, at a spirited pace. We are a non-profit organization organized in July 1995 to provide an outlet for sport-tourer enthusiasts. If you ride with your arms outstretched, if your body aches after several hours in the saddle, if you like to lean into your turns, or if you like to meet bugs up close and personal, this club is for you. We are now an established club with over 230 members, organized into four chapters:
- Birmingham, AL (Vulcan Chapter)
- Georgia (Matatoro Chapter)
- Pensacola, FL (Coastal Chapter)
- Tallahassee, FL (Fat Arse Chapter)
We get up the usual time for another fine breakfast, on our last day of riding. We said goodbye to the GeGe and the rest of the support crew of RawHyde, and head up through a pass into the mountains, called the Goler Wash.
The pass is unique, with towering rock walls on either side, and a steady small stream of water coming down the pass. It is incredibly beautiful, and I wish, again, for a high quality still camera that would attach to my helmet, and that would take a picture every time I say "WOW", "DAMN", or 'SH*T". We stop along the way to look at a recently abandoned gold mine that played a small part in a fairly famous American incident, to be explained later.
I'm not much for borrowing bikes. I'm not even much for swapping rides during an outing. Not because I don't like variety - I do - but because I would hate to wad up somebody else's bike and perhaps risk a friendship over it. I mean sure you can take care of the financial aspects but what about the possible bad reaction, recriminations, and judgement? Words can cut deep and last a long time so if I'm going to ride your bike, I have to trust you a lot. I have to trust that people mean more to you than things and that your reaction to a wadded bike is going to reflect that - not that I plan to wad your bike of course.
Having said all that, when BD offered the use of his Triumph Sprint for the Brides Ride I felt comfortable in accepting the offer. It turned out that we couldn't make the ride but I still wanted to try the bike both solo and two-up as I've never had a real sport tourer and Selena would like to ride something more comfortable.
Trust me, there is bike stuff in here, but, her view on our trip to the 101st running of the Isle is worth the read. Enjoy...
Per Bekay Calhoun:
The RawHyde folks have circled the wagons. I immediately locate a beer, a chair and some shade. There is some talk of additional riding but the rock garden has turned my forearms into wet noodles. I have just enough strength to hold a beer, and eat dinner. To bed on a surprisingly warm, clear desert night. The wind picks up a bit during the night.
We are trying to wrap our collective heads around the news that Nascar is gonna "run" our US based professional racing series.. here is a response of mine to a club member regarding the two sports.
Saturday: The day starts with another fine breakfast from Ge Ge, eggs, pancakes, and some incredibly good bacon rubbed in some kind of spice. We suit up, gas the bikes from an onboard tank on one of the trucks, lube the chains, fix some crash damage from previous days, etc. Ge Ge brings out our roast beef sandwich lunch which we put in our backpacks, and we roll out around 9. The day starts out much warmer than yesterday, but we are warned to prepare for anything. I stuff my riding jacket into its own fanny pack. Fill up the camelback with 100 ounces of water, put another bottle of water in for lunch, and we're ready. Today's ride is more scenic, and a bit less 'technical' than yesterday's ride. We ride through various ORV areas. They all have different rules. An 'open' area means you can go anywhere you please. A limited use area means you can go anywhere there's already a trail, but you shouldn't get off the trail. At one point we stumble onto some course markers for a desert race the next day, and follow the course for a few miles to kind of get a flavor for desert races.
Once everyone is down, we ride along a relatively flat dirt road parallel to the face of the ridge. GT has bent his clutch lever, and wants a new one. When the route takes us near the highway, we give him directions to the KTM shop in Mojave, and to our campsite for the evening. We then followed the dirt road to the Jawbone store for a little break.
After the break, we rode the last few miles to camp through an ORV area, playing on some hill climbs. The last couple of miles were through a wide sand wash. I followed Roger through the wash until Bill passed us both, then it was on. I went around Roger and started working on catching Bill, basically as fast as the ATKs would go, which is pretty damn fast. My sand riding skills from growing up in lower Alabama came back, and we had a blast hauling across this sand wash.
The late arriving contingent (Charles B., Susan J., Greg S., and I) managed to get a very late start. I was originally planning to leave earlier with Mark C. but.... We left the Binder Garage in Leeds at 1:50 PM on Friday with Charles and Greg leading at various points. We took some back roads while we had daylight--planning to slab it after dark. It was peaceful and pretty and uneventful. Most of the roads were low traffic and it was a nice ride up. We finally hopped on the interstate and made better time. When we got close we hit the side roads. There were only 2 minor almost incidents. We saw a deer off the side of the road, and, thankfully, it just watched us ride by. About 20-30 minutes from the end a large fuzzy white dog appeared in the middle of the road and was too stunned to move. Greg and Susan came the closest to it. Again, no problem.
Here is the route for TRTEAR III.... whatta great time!
Several years ago, my wife bought a Yamaha XT225 to learn to ride dirt on. The XT is a good beginner bike, relatively low to the ground and light weight, and most importantly, electric start. We have been through several batteries, because the bike doesn't get ridden nearly enough.
We are planning to make a weeklong dirt and dual sport trip to Colorado this summer. We're taking the XT to do some simple sightseeing on. The trails we plan to ride each day are great, but a bit beyond her comfort zone. Some of the group are bringing 4 wheelers, and on days when the guys are riding the trails, the wives may take the 4 wheelers and explore some of the small towns in the area. The dirt roads to these areas are not challenging, and Ruthie should be able to do them on the XT with no problem. I just don't want her to get stuck somewhere if the battery or electric starter decides to give up the ghost.