Me and Mennonite Mike have been talking about the American Supercamp for some time. Supercamp is a dirt track racing-type school that moves about the country and hit Du Quion IL this past weekend. Long story short, we decided we’d likely not have a better chance, so we went for it. What ensued was two days of unmercifully hammering on some Yamaha TTR 125s, as well a good deal of the same on a couple of middle-aged bodies. Was it worth the pain and expense? Well, hell yes it was! We had a blast and I recommend it to anyone who ever wanted a little taste of that sort of motorcycling. The clip here was taken with my little digital camera. Poor quality and at that, some that doesn’t include us (we were always up at the same time). Still, it’s slice of the experience.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Like Old Times
I got started riding trials many moons ago and I’ve had some excellent riding partners over the years. Never (ever) such a great collection as I have now, although I have to say I probably miss my two favorites the most. My Brother Joe has faded in and out of it, over the entire length of my experience (I’m very confident he will again). I know I’ll bring him out if Speck or Trent gets too big for their britches. SO keep that in mind if you get to pushing me too hard, with all your new high tech ways, shifting your weight right and left, making new lines on tricked out scooters that look like they belong to Judge Dread........
Well I felt the need to ride some on the first sunny Sunday we'd seen in weeks, so I approached a shady bunch I know up the road. Man, I needed that. I'll put it like this; I'd lost my youth back there in the hills (or down in the creek) and I needed time to explore, maybe even find it back there somewhere.
Skeptical they were, but agree to allow me and my number 1 partner and join in the adventure. Numero uno is none other than the Kid himself. He (who hadn’t saddled up in two years), up and accepted my invitation and we rode for hours. I had a great time and I think he did too. He’s rusty and held back some, but he’s got that old Wallace-on-wheels thing going for him. Think he gets it from Joe.
It was really great having him there and I think I found what I was looking for. Happy Trails ahead
Well I felt the need to ride some on the first sunny Sunday we'd seen in weeks, so I approached a shady bunch I know up the road. Man, I needed that. I'll put it like this; I'd lost my youth back there in the hills (or down in the creek) and I needed time to explore, maybe even find it back there somewhere.
Skeptical they were, but agree to allow me and my number 1 partner and join in the adventure. Numero uno is none other than the Kid himself. He (who hadn’t saddled up in two years), up and accepted my invitation and we rode for hours. I had a great time and I think he did too. He’s rusty and held back some, but he’s got that old Wallace-on-wheels thing going for him. Think he gets it from Joe.
It was really great having him there and I think I found what I was looking for. Happy Trails ahead
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