Nice that you came out if that unscathed, thank you posting the vid of your unload. It happens, especially in the dirt. Looks like your bark busters did what they were supposed to do. I have those same ones on mine, money well spent there.
Those lever guards look really strong, must have cost as much as the bike ().
At least it wasn't loose sand and your front tire gave way going 30 mph!
I've fallen a couple times the year. Mostly trying some clever stuff. It makes you a better rider.
From one side of the 'Valley' to the other, you sure get around. That 360 pan was pretty FANCY. You continue to raise the bar on video presentation, Great Job!
Seems my 'high tech' stuff took a dump on me this weekend. Both my video camera and the new GPS would 'freeze-up' and then do nothing. I had to pull the batteries on both units to turn them off.
Spent some time online last night with Kodak tech. support and got the camera going again. The issue with it seemed to be 'a bad file' on the memory card. Not sure how things will go with the Garmin. Gerry
I plan on riding up there soon. I have not been up there in a few years. I am a hour from there. There are a couple of other routs around there I have been on. Refugio Rd to West Camino Cielo to Hwy 154 or to Refugio beach. Happy Cyn Rd. to Forest Road 7N07 to Figueroa Mountain Road. Let me know next time you are riding in this area.
That's a good one, BusyWeb! Nice editing, too. I saw myself doing EXACTLY the same thing. "How can I live with myself if I let a little gap in the rocks go by?"
My first down was much more ignoble. I was driving up a Nevada creekbed 2-track, which was gradually becoming more overgrown with sage and rabbit brush, when I decided my legs had enough scratches (confession - it was one of those, "5 minute evening putts" in flip flops, shorts, and t-shirt). So I decide to roll backward into a gap in the sage (they were ~7' tall in the sandy wash) - simple, just roll backward in a 45 degree arc, into the gap so I could drive out. Except as I straddled the road groove, no more foot-to-ground contact! I plunged backward into this sagebrush forest, and me and the TW and the sagebrush "trees" became so entangled that I could only slip my foot out of my flip flop (yeah, I know) and touch the kill switch with my big toe. It would have made a hilarious video, an object lesson in stupidity (and how not to dress for riding), and good blackmail material for my buddies, who thankfully saw none of it.
On a positive note, me and the T-Dub came back smelling so strongly of sagebrush that everyone in camp noticed it. I wish all my clothes smelled that way all the time.
I wish I could say that that was the last stupid thing I'll ever do (sigh).