No more dirt bikes, but some street bikes about.
I rode a few motocross races on my Rickman, with a Zundap motor. But mostly I was at the road race track, until my main bike broke the crank. I decided it was too expensive, so let some friends convince me about cross country races. Which in that part of BC, means over-the mountains. 142 starters, 39 finishers. I did not finish, a sage brush ripped of the gear shift lever. My new mission was to find Mickey and kill him.
My other new mission was to finish in the top ten of a tough cross country race. I had been close, but a crash in the
the snow and more damage prevented it.
But, in the end I prevailed. Perhaps I can find the trophy and post a pic for Scott.
The two pics. Lily my 79 KE100 on the back of the Dodge, hiding under the cover for my Triumph. Lily next to a tree.
Lily has been to the Arctic Ocean, and cruised the streets of Toktoyatuk, again on the back of the Dodge.