Ocotillo Wells OHV - Camping for 2 nights April 16-18, 2005
Still jonesing for more riding opportunities, I got a cheap cargo carrier
for the Van, and planned a riding-camping trip to meet
Mark and his buddy Brett back at Ocotillo Wells the next weekend.
I put the
Yellow Hornet on the
back of the Van and left on Saturday.
After a "test" ride that turned into several hours and a dozen or so miles
of fun riding on the outskirts of Town, I ferried the Yellow Hornet out to
the OHV Area where I established camp.
I took an afternoon ride up to the "Just Blu Inn"
on Highway 78 and got a wee bit lost on the way back, having to
forge a mile or so thru a deep wash to get back on track.
The next day, on Sunday, after some asynchronous cell phone transmissions and
a bit of good Navigation by Geronimo, Mark and Brett drove into camp around
noon. Mark had his trailer and in it his Suzuki 350-bored-out-to-450 dual sport.
Within minutes, camp was set up and Mark and Brett suited up for battle. Whoa!
These guys are serious. Body Armor, Motocross Boots, and even
Fully Padded Hockey Pants for
Mark just to name a few of the protections. Anyway, the gist of it is that
once they started riding (even with Bret on the Honda 70), they just left
me behind! I'm more of, how should I put it, a putt-putter. I don't really
want to rip up. I just want to ride around. When we all got back (separately)
Mark said off-handedly that he went over the handlebars on his ride! Yikes.
Go for it LOL!
That night, after I had cooked and eaten my food, we made a fire
in the stiff evening wind. It was really blowing and made it almost
impossible to get a good fire going. But after enough wood was added
to the fire, and little fire-water was added to the people, we got it going
pretty good. We broke out the Guitar and Mandolin and
started singing songs and got friendly and hilarously drunk.
Brett turned out to be a really interesting guy, and we all talked
motorcycles and told stories and jokes and sang songs and drank
all the whiskey and most of the beer, which is all you can ask for!
The next day, I broke camp to
head home and Mark and Brett headed out for