HoonFEST 2010
Posted: February 16th, 2010, 10:11 pm
WOW!!! What a experience.....
Thursday I get home... Daughters quad is DOA ( carb issue with a seized choke plunger).... get that sorted out... get the other bikes serviced, and load the trailer... finish around 2am and get the family up at 4:30 for a 5am departure.
Hook up with Solid and Al Gava for the convoy out. (3 groups from California... pretty weak me thinks...)
Not much to report until were 80 miles from Phoenix.. my first blow out on my trailer. WTF??? Nothing changed on my toyhauler.. I told Jay Lewis he transfered his "Blown Tire Curse" onto me. Jay once blew 10 tires going to Arkansas and back.
So we get the tire swapped out, and head closer to Phoenix... Solid needs gas, so we pull off, straight into Sand-Nigger Central. Some piece of camel shit wants to cut me off, so I stick my toyhauler right in his face, or is it a her? Cant really tell.... Ugly mutha' fucker.. dick or no dick.
So they give me the finger, I tell them the Koran is a piece of dog shit... Solid bails out before the bullets fly..... These Phoenix rag heads take doosh-bagism to all new levels. So I catch up with Solid, hes ready to pound some homeless guy trying to buy lotto tickets, smokes, and beer with food stamps... 3o minutes later this jackass completes his transaction.... Phoenix is sucking for both of us....
We get to the staging area... unload, hook up with some Hoons... and life seems right again. We go for a quick ride Friday afternoon.... trails are AWESOME. The rains have conditions perfect. We settle in with some big screen hillclimb vids, great food... and lots of Hoon talk...
Sat I wake up really sick. I'd been battling a cold / flu for a week or so.. and being up for 48 hours straight hasent helped. My morning ride was a loop with the whole family that everyone really enjoyed. The mid day ride was a "C" loop lead by Big "D"... and the evening ride was another family / wifey ride I lead. Sat night wa sthe big feast, more big screen of the days rides recorded on Go Pro cameras, and more trash talk.
Sun I felt even worse.... And I rode like it. My ears are all plugged, and I have no balance. The morning family ride turned into a 2 hour loop as I got all spun around and want on way more o fa ride than planned. I got my bearings straight and got everyone back to camp eventually, but missed the morning "Big Hoon" ride. The early afternoon "C" ride went ok.... the late "C" ride sucked ass for me. At that point my odometer read 82 miles, and I was beat . Soild said I was riding like I had two flat tires.... and I was . About 1/2 through this ride, I come off the bike for no reason at all, and pull the plastic hose right out of master cylinder of my Murgura clutch. FUCK! Some first class trailside " Nig-Guivering" with knives, matches, gorrilla tape, and 2 stroke oil get me going again. Big thanks to Solid, Jay, Shanman, and Montana Dan aka Elwood. We head down a wash to the highway, to cheat out way back. Thanks guys, sorry I ended your rides early. Sunday night is Goodbye time for most of the Hoons.... it ends on more good food and alcohol.
The wives had a good time shopping in the local tourist traps when they werent downing champange and chocolate covered strawberries...... no, I'm not kidding....
The family and I have a great ride monday morning, then its time to load up.... Shit, my umbilical on my toyhauler is severed... I must have cut it swinging that tight u-turn coming in... We head out, to the local True-Value for 10 guage butt connectors. We get back on the road..... and Solid askes me over the phone.......
"Hey Bob, you see any big hunks of rubber in the road in front of you?"
I reply... "No... thats weird.. I dont see any"
He says "Well Einstein, I suggest you pull over and check your tires again. Dumbass....."
Another blown tire!!! Damm.... And I'm out of spares. I dump my clean and brown water right there on the roadside, and 3 wheel it to Quartzsite for help. I get there to the tire store, and they ask me if I want the same tires as replacements.. HELL NO I dont want the same tires!!! Look at them!! I upgrade to "E" rating all the way around for $450, and were back on the road.... and finish the drive without any more drama...
I'm posting up about "Hoon of the Year" after I get the photo.... The winner is quite deserving.....
It was a fantastic year.... fireside talk has the ride possibly going on the road for 2011.... maybe to Moab Utah!!!!
Thanks everyone for a great 2010. I'm sure I will post up more stories as I remember them.....
Thursday I get home... Daughters quad is DOA ( carb issue with a seized choke plunger).... get that sorted out... get the other bikes serviced, and load the trailer... finish around 2am and get the family up at 4:30 for a 5am departure.
Hook up with Solid and Al Gava for the convoy out. (3 groups from California... pretty weak me thinks...)
Not much to report until were 80 miles from Phoenix.. my first blow out on my trailer. WTF??? Nothing changed on my toyhauler.. I told Jay Lewis he transfered his "Blown Tire Curse" onto me. Jay once blew 10 tires going to Arkansas and back.
So we get the tire swapped out, and head closer to Phoenix... Solid needs gas, so we pull off, straight into Sand-Nigger Central. Some piece of camel shit wants to cut me off, so I stick my toyhauler right in his face, or is it a her? Cant really tell.... Ugly mutha' fucker.. dick or no dick.
So they give me the finger, I tell them the Koran is a piece of dog shit... Solid bails out before the bullets fly..... These Phoenix rag heads take doosh-bagism to all new levels. So I catch up with Solid, hes ready to pound some homeless guy trying to buy lotto tickets, smokes, and beer with food stamps... 3o minutes later this jackass completes his transaction.... Phoenix is sucking for both of us....
We get to the staging area... unload, hook up with some Hoons... and life seems right again. We go for a quick ride Friday afternoon.... trails are AWESOME. The rains have conditions perfect. We settle in with some big screen hillclimb vids, great food... and lots of Hoon talk...
Sat I wake up really sick. I'd been battling a cold / flu for a week or so.. and being up for 48 hours straight hasent helped. My morning ride was a loop with the whole family that everyone really enjoyed. The mid day ride was a "C" loop lead by Big "D"... and the evening ride was another family / wifey ride I lead. Sat night wa sthe big feast, more big screen of the days rides recorded on Go Pro cameras, and more trash talk.
Sun I felt even worse.... And I rode like it. My ears are all plugged, and I have no balance. The morning family ride turned into a 2 hour loop as I got all spun around and want on way more o fa ride than planned. I got my bearings straight and got everyone back to camp eventually, but missed the morning "Big Hoon" ride. The early afternoon "C" ride went ok.... the late "C" ride sucked ass for me. At that point my odometer read 82 miles, and I was beat . Soild said I was riding like I had two flat tires.... and I was . About 1/2 through this ride, I come off the bike for no reason at all, and pull the plastic hose right out of master cylinder of my Murgura clutch. FUCK! Some first class trailside " Nig-Guivering" with knives, matches, gorrilla tape, and 2 stroke oil get me going again. Big thanks to Solid, Jay, Shanman, and Montana Dan aka Elwood. We head down a wash to the highway, to cheat out way back. Thanks guys, sorry I ended your rides early. Sunday night is Goodbye time for most of the Hoons.... it ends on more good food and alcohol.
The wives had a good time shopping in the local tourist traps when they werent downing champange and chocolate covered strawberries...... no, I'm not kidding....
The family and I have a great ride monday morning, then its time to load up.... Shit, my umbilical on my toyhauler is severed... I must have cut it swinging that tight u-turn coming in... We head out, to the local True-Value for 10 guage butt connectors. We get back on the road..... and Solid askes me over the phone.......
"Hey Bob, you see any big hunks of rubber in the road in front of you?"
I reply... "No... thats weird.. I dont see any"
He says "Well Einstein, I suggest you pull over and check your tires again. Dumbass....."
Another blown tire!!! Damm.... And I'm out of spares. I dump my clean and brown water right there on the roadside, and 3 wheel it to Quartzsite for help. I get there to the tire store, and they ask me if I want the same tires as replacements.. HELL NO I dont want the same tires!!! Look at them!! I upgrade to "E" rating all the way around for $450, and were back on the road.... and finish the drive without any more drama...
I'm posting up about "Hoon of the Year" after I get the photo.... The winner is quite deserving.....
It was a fantastic year.... fireside talk has the ride possibly going on the road for 2011.... maybe to Moab Utah!!!!
Thanks everyone for a great 2010. I'm sure I will post up more stories as I remember them.....