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<blockquote data-quote="Nanotech9" data-source="post: 1449232" data-attributes="member: 676"><p>Most of us top off with gas and get something to drink or munch on, and we head back down the road. We make it about half way to Poteau Mountain and it looks like we've lots a couple of guys... We can't figure if we're cat herding, or something has gone wrong. I run back and find Hamish waiting at the last turn with nobody in sight so i continue on to one turn previous (within eyeshot of the last turn) and fine Wayne with a flat tire. Luckily all this is within a half mile of the main group so I blast ahead to relay the news and get directions while Hamish heads back to start work on the tire removal. </p><p></p><p>HF gives me directions on a couple of upcoming turns to get up the Mountain, and I tell them to go on ahead so that we don't have the whole group sitting loosing heat and getting restless. </p><p></p><p>When i get back to the crime scene, the fellas already have the back wheel out, half a tent pitched, and three steaks on the grill... well, i wish. They did have the wheel off though and were making fast headway on pulling the tube. I volunteer some baby powder for the new tube (keeps it from spinning the tube if the tire spins on the rim) and some rim soap. Wane's pump has died filling up Hamish's tire the second time so i pull out my lean mean air moving machine... When i bought my BMW 1200GS the previous owner had taken a nice 12v air pump and cut away all the non-essential plastic, effectively leaving a small DC motor, two gears, the pump cylinder, and a power switch and cable. All "internal" parts completely exposed.... but it worked! Not only did it work, but it never got hot! </p><p></p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p>The guys make good time (20min or so?) and get the wheel back in place, and i help with the final chain adjustment with a little trick up my sleeve i learned from the likes of Daddy Devro at the 2009 FCT.</p><p></p><p>Up the Mountain we go. Snow gets thicker, road is sloppy, and the higher we climb the more ice is packed into the tire grooves. Because of this, i try to always give myself the advantage in each turn but crossing into the inside groove before each turn, with the assumption that if i slip, i've got more room to try to recover than if i'm in the outside groove. </p><p></p><p>Robert</p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p>Wayne</p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p>Hamish</p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p>Beautiful scenery, but i don't take time to look long. The sun is on the downhill side of the afternoon and temps are dropping fast. I don't want to be on the top of this mountain when the sun takes its last peak into the evening sky and slips over the horizon.</p><p></p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>After a few good climbs i notice that we're putting a small gap on Hamish every so often and i'm a little worried about making it to camp at this pace. I've already given up on catching the other group as I assume they've had no other problems, and their lunch break wasn't more than 20 or 30min. I slow down and move to the back of the pack. I figure this way i'll know if something happens to any of the other riders immediately instead of waiting for a bit and then turning back. </p><p></p><p>Hamish is directly in front of me, and he's fighting the bike like Nacho Libre at the mexican wrestling nationals. Its ugly, and i'll bet its wearing him out, both physically and mentally. I ride along side for a bit a listen to his RPM's and watch his tire. His bike is purring along nice and quiet like mine. Hes riding a gear tall, keeping the RPM's low, and feathering the throttle. I can tell its not rider error. He moves from one tire track to the other, back to the center, then off to one side, looking hopelessly for traction that the tires refuse to give. And now it all makes sense. For some reason those particular tires are slip sliding all over the place 10 times worse than the Kendas and Shinko knockoffs on Robert and Wane's bikes. I can't believe my eyes as time and time again the tires simply loose traction and the back end kicks off to one side or another. </p><p></p><p>Hamish proves his worth though and manhandles the bike down the road, flat-tracking and correcting every time the bike gets unruly. Its a constant fight. We stop for a bit and we talk about letting some air out. He drops to 15psi but its not much help <img src="/images/smilies/frown.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":(" title="Frown :(" data-shortname=":(" /> </p><p></p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p>A lesser rider would have crashed a dozen times on the way up Poteau Mountain. <strong>I can't say enough about how well Hamish handled his unruly beast.</strong> </p><p></p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Not too long after this we head back down the mountain, and just a little later, with what came to me as complete shock and surprise, we catch up to the other half of our group just before they head out from a resting spot! Hip Hip Hooray indeed! Not only that, but the road on the way back down gets better and better until its in almost reasonable shape again!</p><p></p><p>Finally, a little relief:</p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>HF pushes ahead</p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p>I love this shot!</p><p><strong>[Broken External Image]</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Quick break to edit more images fellas... I'll be back once i get to the house and settle into my overpriced leather "drain all motivation out of me" chair.... Stay tuned!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nanotech9, post: 1449232, member: 676"] Most of us top off with gas and get something to drink or munch on, and we head back down the road. We make it about half way to Poteau Mountain and it looks like we've lots a couple of guys... We can't figure if we're cat herding, or something has gone wrong. I run back and find Hamish waiting at the last turn with nobody in sight so i continue on to one turn previous (within eyeshot of the last turn) and fine Wayne with a flat tire. Luckily all this is within a half mile of the main group so I blast ahead to relay the news and get directions while Hamish heads back to start work on the tire removal. HF gives me directions on a couple of upcoming turns to get up the Mountain, and I tell them to go on ahead so that we don't have the whole group sitting loosing heat and getting restless. When i get back to the crime scene, the fellas already have the back wheel out, half a tent pitched, and three steaks on the grill... well, i wish. They did have the wheel off though and were making fast headway on pulling the tube. I volunteer some baby powder for the new tube (keeps it from spinning the tube if the tire spins on the rim) and some rim soap. Wane's pump has died filling up Hamish's tire the second time so i pull out my lean mean air moving machine... When i bought my BMW 1200GS the previous owner had taken a nice 12v air pump and cut away all the non-essential plastic, effectively leaving a small DC motor, two gears, the pump cylinder, and a power switch and cable. All "internal" parts completely exposed.... but it worked! Not only did it work, but it never got hot! [b][Broken External Image][/b] The guys make good time (20min or so?) and get the wheel back in place, and i help with the final chain adjustment with a little trick up my sleeve i learned from the likes of Daddy Devro at the 2009 FCT. Up the Mountain we go. Snow gets thicker, road is sloppy, and the higher we climb the more ice is packed into the tire grooves. Because of this, i try to always give myself the advantage in each turn but crossing into the inside groove before each turn, with the assumption that if i slip, i've got more room to try to recover than if i'm in the outside groove. Robert [b][Broken External Image][/b] Wayne [b][Broken External Image][/b] Hamish [b][Broken External Image][/b] Beautiful scenery, but i don't take time to look long. The sun is on the downhill side of the afternoon and temps are dropping fast. I don't want to be on the top of this mountain when the sun takes its last peak into the evening sky and slips over the horizon. [b][Broken External Image][/b] After a few good climbs i notice that we're putting a small gap on Hamish every so often and i'm a little worried about making it to camp at this pace. I've already given up on catching the other group as I assume they've had no other problems, and their lunch break wasn't more than 20 or 30min. I slow down and move to the back of the pack. I figure this way i'll know if something happens to any of the other riders immediately instead of waiting for a bit and then turning back. Hamish is directly in front of me, and he's fighting the bike like Nacho Libre at the mexican wrestling nationals. Its ugly, and i'll bet its wearing him out, both physically and mentally. I ride along side for a bit a listen to his RPM's and watch his tire. His bike is purring along nice and quiet like mine. Hes riding a gear tall, keeping the RPM's low, and feathering the throttle. I can tell its not rider error. He moves from one tire track to the other, back to the center, then off to one side, looking hopelessly for traction that the tires refuse to give. And now it all makes sense. For some reason those particular tires are slip sliding all over the place 10 times worse than the Kendas and Shinko knockoffs on Robert and Wane's bikes. I can't believe my eyes as time and time again the tires simply loose traction and the back end kicks off to one side or another. Hamish proves his worth though and manhandles the bike down the road, flat-tracking and correcting every time the bike gets unruly. Its a constant fight. We stop for a bit and we talk about letting some air out. He drops to 15psi but its not much help :( [b][Broken External Image][/b] A lesser rider would have crashed a dozen times on the way up Poteau Mountain. [B]I can't say enough about how well Hamish handled his unruly beast.[/B] [b][Broken External Image][/b] Not too long after this we head back down the mountain, and just a little later, with what came to me as complete shock and surprise, we catch up to the other half of our group just before they head out from a resting spot! Hip Hip Hooray indeed! Not only that, but the road on the way back down gets better and better until its in almost reasonable shape again! Finally, a little relief: [b][Broken External Image][/b] HF pushes ahead [b][Broken External Image][/b] I love this shot! [b][Broken External Image][/b] Quick break to edit more images fellas... I'll be back once i get to the house and settle into my overpriced leather "drain all motivation out of me" chair.... Stay tuned! [/QUOTE]
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