New Hoon
Posted: January 16th, 2008, 11:01 pm
Now that I'm 40 the saying holds true "The older I get, The faster I was". I've been riding since 1979 and hope to ride many more years. I live in eastern Tennessee, where we have lots of riding. I've been riding CR500's since 1996 and have yet to find anything to replace them..... We ride a mix of singletrack and "interstates" (jeep roads). The old 500's will lug and grunt with the best of the 4-strokes (diesels), and leave them in the dust if I call on it.... In 1983, I bought an XR350 and it was a joke. That's why I've always been anti 4 stroke. Last year, I bit the bullet and bought a CRF450X. It's alright, but I can't seem to enjoy riding it as much as the 500. I've really tried to like it. Well, the 500 hasn't been ridden in a year and I'm to blame. Therefore, the AF project has begun with a 2004 CRF250R chassis.
The following picture is a pic of a friend and I (right) at the scene of a near death experience in 2001. The pic is when we went back to put up some caution tape. We were on our way to some singletrack on an old mining gravel road, when we rounded a gradual turn at about 40 MPH, and the road had vanished. We both ended up going in, but my friends' bike landed on top of him. I thought he was dead. Needless to say, after an hour he was able to stand. A fellow in a truck came within shouting distance and helped us get the bikes out. I don't think anything could make me quit riding, but things like this sure make you wander when you're time is coming.
Anyway, you seem like a great bunch of guys and I'm happy to be a part of this group. Bob, thanks for inspiring me to build the AF. We're coming to UTAH this fall. Maybe we could venture on to California to ride with you guys. Viceversa, If any of you guys ever come out east, I'd be more than happy to take you on a ride.

The following picture is a pic of a friend and I (right) at the scene of a near death experience in 2001. The pic is when we went back to put up some caution tape. We were on our way to some singletrack on an old mining gravel road, when we rounded a gradual turn at about 40 MPH, and the road had vanished. We both ended up going in, but my friends' bike landed on top of him. I thought he was dead. Needless to say, after an hour he was able to stand. A fellow in a truck came within shouting distance and helped us get the bikes out. I don't think anything could make me quit riding, but things like this sure make you wander when you're time is coming.
Anyway, you seem like a great bunch of guys and I'm happy to be a part of this group. Bob, thanks for inspiring me to build the AF. We're coming to UTAH this fall. Maybe we could venture on to California to ride with you guys. Viceversa, If any of you guys ever come out east, I'd be more than happy to take you on a ride.
