Thursday, October 22, 2015

TAT-2016 Post 11 – Sunday 18 Oct 2015


Our next ride was a repeat of the 11 Oct 2015 Columbus Day ride except it was just Terry and I; Damascus, AR (Highway 65) to a little past Highway 7 north of Dover, AR. Since Terry missed the ride on Columbus Day I offered to repeat the TAT section so Terry could check that section off his must do list. I also wanted to get a long ride in before I went in for hand surgery the next morning. This will be my last ride until around Christmas or early January. Steve and Dale elected to go to the Lake Winona area to ride and Woodrow had family commitments.

Since there would be only two bikes on this ride I used my truck and trailer to haul our bikes to Damascus. I didn’t want a repeat of the trailer excitement of the previous week so we were able to unload quickly and hit the TAT at around 8:30 a.m. Temperature was 43 degrees and didn’t really warm up that much all day. Big difference from the 90’s from previous week.

We went through Scotland and down the same road on the return loop that had the private sign and water crossing that we found last week. Still the most interesting sections of the ride.

The ride was uneventful and the map and pictures show the same loop Damascus to Damascus; 150 miles total. One thing I did do differently was to run my bike out of gas to see exactly how far I could go on the internal 2 gallon tank. The answer is 140 miles, 10 miles short of the 150 mile loop end at Damascus. I had an extra gallon of fuel in my RotoPax so when the engine started skipping I pulled over and emptied the RotoPax into my main tank. Result was right on 70 mpg so with the extra gallon I have about 210 mile range. That’s good enough for the Atlantic west to Colorado legs but I will reconsider my fuel situation later for the more western section(s).

We arrived back at Damascus around 3 p.m. My wife’s family owns a farm on Cadron Creek not far from Damascus and she and some family members were spending the day at the farm. I called to confirm they were still there and rode my bike the short distance to the farm while Terry loaded his bike onto the trailer and drove my truck to his home. After arriving at the farm, I rode around some on the pond berms and dirt roads. That CRF is so much fun doing this kind of riding.

Later that day I headed for home and rode another 60 miles on back roads getting there. Total for the day was 210 miles and if you didn’t notice that was all the gas I was carrying. I finally had to divert to a small town to fuel up or I would have been stranded on some back road, just a few miles from home.












Since I’m out of commission for a while I will use this time to make a few more additions to the CRF:
1               Hand guards – still having trouble finding ones that will fit easily while providing good protection if (when) bike is dropped
2               Luggage - I learned on AK1 and AK2 to keep bike center of gravity (CG) as low as possible. I’m planning on using a horseshoe shaped soft bag that ties to the passenger pegs. Plus I am packing very lite!!
3               Maybe new seat – There are aftermarket seats a lot more comfortable than the 2”x4” seat that comes stock. I did ride over 200 miles today but 10 days straight of this duration will be tough.

That’s it for now. I will post more as the other TAT team members make rides.

I had my surgery the next morning; see temporary soft cast picture. I get a hard cast next week.





Wednesday, October 14, 2015

TAT-2016 Post 10 – 11-12 Oct 2015



Our next ride was planned for Monday 11 Oct 2015 since all of us would be off for Columbus Day. This would be another section of the TAT in Arkansas from Damascus, AR (Highway 65) to a little past Highway 7 north of Dover, AR. Participants would be the core team of Mike, Terry, Steve and Woodrow. At the last minute, Terry had a family emergency that prevented him from participating so only three would go on this ride.

Sunday 11 Oct 2015

In preparation for the Columbus Day ride we met at Steve’s on Sunday to make some pre-ride modifications to our bikes.

Mike’s Honda CRF250L – Replaced the stock 14 tooth (14T) front sprocket with a 13T I had recently received by Fed-Ex. I had read on several CRF forums and seen on YouTube videos that this was a popular upgrade to this bike. The reason for this change in final drive gearing is to compensate for the relatively low power of the CRF 250cc engine. The stock gearing is pretty bad I have to admit, primarily during any hill climbing effort. I kept having to change between 1st and 2nd gear in the middle of a climb and this is not an easy thing to do while standing on the foot pegs. The power band for the CRF was not matched to the stock gearing thus the need to keep changing gears to get the needed torque.



The 14T to 13T change made this bike into a dream as far as I’m concerned. I could immediately tell the different during my test drive and it was confirmed during our Columbus Day ride (more on this in the next post). For those who care I’ve included the torque chart for the CRF250L plus it also has the Yamaha WR250. The CRF’s power band is between 5,000 and 7,500 RPM with the maximum torque at 5,500 RPM. This is a pretty flat power band and gives the bike lots of flexibility to match gearing with power. Interesting that the WR250’s power band is at a much higher RPM (8,000 to 9,000 RPM). Even though the WR250 does have more torque, I like the CRF’s lower RPM range. The mod to the 13T moved the gear ranges so they were more in line with the maximum torque. I’m no expert but I did chart all this before deciding to make the change and it looks good on my spreadsheet.



Woodrow’s CRF250L – Woodrow’s “learning experiences” have been tough on his CRF so required a bit more work. He made the 14T to 13T change on his bike since I had ordered two of the 13T sprockets.

He replaced his broken clutch lever (see previous post for picture) with an aftermarket one from CycleGear. I buy a lot of CycleGear stuff just because it’s cheap and available at a local store but it is not the best quality gear usually. They do stand behind their warranties so that’s a plus. The new lever would not fit into the required slot until some grinding to the the lever had been accomplished. Not a big deal but if it says on the part it is a direct replacement for the OEM (Original Equipment Manufacturer) part then it should fit without having to be “made to fit”.

He replaced his bent foot shifter (see previous post for picture) with one having a spring loaded end. I was actually going to put this on my bike but he needed it more so I will get one sometime this week.



Steve’s Kawasaki KLR650 – No work required on Steve’s KLR so he just kept making fun of our little Hondas.

After completing the above tasks we rode all three bikes to fuel up then to my house in preparation for loading onto the trailer later that day. Our original plan was to trailer all four bikes, including Terry’s, to Damascus using one of two of Terry’s trailers, one enclosed or one open. We didn’t know which would work best until the day we were to load (that would be today). I drove my truck over to Terry’s to pick up whichever one of the trailers I thought would work best. When I saw his two trailers I quickly determined that neither would work by using my truck. They are both large trailers and have electric trailer breaks which I do not have available on my truck. Terry kindly offered to lend not only his trailer but his diesel truck for the effort. I normally don’t like to borrow someone else’s vehicle but we didn’t have much choice if we wanted to complete the ride as planned. I picked the large enclosed trailer and Terry gave me the required instruction on how to operate everything then I drove the 12 miles to my house. The truck and trailer handled great so no problems on this short drive.

Steve and Woodrow came back to my house later that day and we loaded our three bikes into the enclosed trailer. It took a while to figure out the best loading configuration and attaching multiple straps to all three bikes to ensure no shifting during the drive the next morning to Damascus. With the trailer loaded and locked in front of my house, we decided that Steve and Woodrow would be back at 6 a.m. the next morning with their riding gear and we would leave immediately for the start of this section of the TAT.

Monday 12 Oct 2015, Columbus Day

Steve and Woodrow arrived at my house as planned at 6 a.m. (still dark outside!!). We loaded our riding gear and were on our way to Damascus by 6:15. It is an hour drive from my house to Damascus but the first and most important thing we all decided needed to take place was breakfast. During both my AK1 and AK2 trips to Alaska I had an app on my GPS with all the Waffle Houses in the world. As expected there were at least 5 on our route to Damascus so we stopped at the first one we came to at the I-40 Morgan exit. You never really know what kind of service you will get at a Waffle House (I’ve had good and bad experiences) but this was the first time there was only one person working. He said some of his staff didn’t come in and one left early so he was cook and waiter. Luckily we were his only customers since it was so early so we got all his attention. After breakfast we drove across the street to fill up the truck with diesel. I’ve never owned a diesel vehicle so Terry made sure to tell me “use only the green hose!”. I was still nervous about it so had the other guys confirm I was using the right fuel for this rig. After fueling our bodies and the truck we drove the remaining distance to Damascus. Even with our early departure it was starting to get late in the morning and we still had a 150+ mile ride on questionable roads to accomplish.

As we drove into town we started looking for a safe place to park the truck and unload the bikes. After rejecting several spots we pulled into a large parking lot belonging to a cattle auction facility. Woodrow went in to ask if we could park the truck for the day in their lot and they agreed but said pull over onto the grass out of the way. We did that and parked next to the only other tuck/cattle trailer on the lot and began unloading.








Columbus Day TAT ride

Our route for this section would be a large loop going west on the main TAT through the Ozark National Forest on mostly 2-lane paved and gravel roads (lots of dusty gravel on this stretch). Not many towns on this section except for Hector, AR. After crossing Highway 7 we would loop back to Dover and then take 2-lane highway east back to Hector where we would pick up an Alternate TAT route back to Damascus. We are using the GPS routes from GPSKevin web page and he provides several alternate routes to bypass tough terrain or provide access to local Points of Interest. Why he had an alternate route in this section, I don’t know, but it did provide us a full loop mostly on the TAT. I am providing both my GPS track and SPOT map below.











Interesting, the best riding was in a section of the Alternate Route when it took us off a 2-lane paved road and onto a single lane dirt road that descended into a valley and then across a creek. We rode back and forth across the creek for a while before making the climb back up the mountain to the 2-lane paved road. One thing, as we were about to enter the dirt road we found a sign laying in the grass next to the road that said “Private Road No SIMCo vehicles”. We actually drove down the pave road looking for another entrance to this section without any luck and then returned to this spot and discussed if we should go down this road. We agreed that since the TAT route clearly went down this road, we wouldn’t be the first to trespass so off we went. No one stopped us but it clearly went though some oil field sites until it returned to the paved road.







Not much happened the rest of the ride and we pulled back into Damascus after a 152 mile ride. As we rode into the parking lot where we left the truck and trailer we found it full of pickups and cattle trailers. There was a full scale cattle auction underway in the open pavilion next to the parking lot and we couldn’t hardly talk to each due to all the cattle mooing and whatever else a cow does when it is about to go to its maker. Even with all this commotion we were glad to be back at the truck so we could take off our dusty riding gear and get loaded for the drive home. This is when the real excitement began.

We opened the trailer and loaded mine and Steve’s bikes. I was up front in the trailer putting extra straps on my bike and Steve and Woodrow had just rolled Woodrow’s bike onto the trailer when the whole front of the trailer jumped up and then slammed back down. I hollowed “What the &#$% just happened?” I thought someone must have hit the truck or trailer with their vehicle. We all ran out of the trailer towards the front and that’s when we found that the trailer had actually lifted off the trailer ball and rolled back about a foot to the extent of the safety chains.




I said “The only way that could happen is that the ball is too small for that trailer hitch”. We got a rag out of the truck and wiped off the ball and the hitch so we could read the sizes:

Ball – 2”
Hitch – 2 5/16”

At that point my heart was pounding thinking of how far I had driven the truck and trailer with that condition. There was no damage to the truck or the trailer when it came off but if this had happen while I was driving it would have been a different story. There was two very heavy safety chains installed plus the trailer has electric brakes with a safety line that sets the brakes in case of something like this happening but you never know if that will all work at highway speeds.

We called Terry and he was as surprised as we were. This was the first time this trailer had been used on Terry’s truck since it was delivered to his house by his dad. Terry and I had discussed the trailer ball size before I had gone to pick it up the day before and we both though it would be a 2” hitch. After the incident at the parking lot it was not easy to find the size on the trailer hitch until we wiped off some of the road grime. Moral of this story is never assume anything. Terry and I both felt bad that this even happen and were very grateful it happen as it did. It did take us a couple of hours to track down a 2 5/16” ball for the truck and get it installed so we could safely hook up the trailer for the hour ride back to home.

Once home we unloaded and Steve and Woodrow went home and I went in to sleep on the couch until my wife woke me at 9 p.m. I then took a shower to wash off all the dust and went to bed. One long day.




Surgery

One last bit of news that I had to share with my riding partners; I’m having hand surgery on 19 Oct that will prevent me from riding for at least 3 months and possibly longer. Even before my AK1 ride in 2012 I’ve been having pain in both hands and finally went to the specialist a few years ago to determine the problem. Diagnosis was I had injured my hands sometime in the past and now it was catching up with me. My right hand has a middle finger joint that is totally worn out and my left hand has a thumb joint in the same condition. I’ve lived with the pain using Ibuprofen and other inflammatory meds for most of the time and just before I went on AK1 and AK2 I received shots in both hands that kept the pain down for the duration of those rides. I finally decided to get the worse hand, my left one, fixed before I started the TAT 2016 ride. The surgery is outpatient and only takes a couple of hours but then I have a cast for at least 6 weeks and then physical therapy until I get full motion back. This means Nov to Jan is a no ride time for me. That actually works out since that will be the cold months that would limit riding anyway. My goal is to be back in riding mode by Feb 2016 in time to get a few rides in before starting the first leg of TAT 2016 in Mar 2016. BTW I had considered inserting the x-rays of my hands in this post but finally decided that would be a little gruesome.

As a final ride I’m probably going to ride the same section of TAT as described in this post with Terry this coming Sunday 18 Oct. Terry wants to complete all of the TAT sections but he missed this last ride so he and I will check it off on Sunday. As a side note I told him I would only go if we don’t have to spend 2 hours getting his trailer hitch fixed at the end of the ride. I will continue to provide updates in future posts even if I am not on the actual rides.





Monday, October 5, 2015

TAT-2016 Post 9 – 4 Oct 2015


On Saturday, 3 Oct, I did a 70 mile solo ride north of Little Rock around the Mayflower area. I was scouting for riding locations a little closer to home that provided some dirt and gravel to hone our riding skills. This was also my 68th birthday and my wife was busy all weekend with family so I took the opportunity to get out and enjoy the cool temperatures. I stopped by the Highway 89 MX race track and talked to those folks to see if they had any potential trails that would meet my needs. Besides having a couple of MX tracks they did have some trails along a ridge behind their MX facility. I was told to go see what I could find and I did ride a few of them. For the most part they are pretty rocky and even though the dual-sport could ride these trails, they aren’t going to be what we expect to find on the TAT. Better for ATVs than dual-sports.

On Sunday, 4 Oct, three of us trailered our bikes to the Ouachita National Forest West of Little Rock around the Lake Winona area; Steve, Dale and I.  This was the first time Dale had ridden his KTM 530. Dale is an experienced dirt bike rider but he lives in Florida and is only in Little Rock on a contract job for the next 6 months or so. He admitted that Florida riding does not include rocks or mountains, both of which are in abundance in AR. He got his share of both on this ride. As a side note, as we were strapping down his bike he reached over to the left hand grip and said something about his throttle. I stated “your throttle is on the other side” when he replied “oh yeah”. I stated, “Just how much riding have you done?” As we started riding, we kept a close eye on him until we were sure he knew which side his throttle was on.

Short ride report: we rode 36.4 miles on gravel and dirt roads to include several steep hill climbs on washed out roads. We also took every side road that looked promising and found several overlooks with great views of the lake and surrounding mountains. Including the ride home it was another 70+ mile ride.

Our off-road ride is shown on the following maps to include my GPS track and SPOT maps. The SPOT map has great terrain definition so I use it to get a better picture of the type of hills and valleys encountered.





This is the first ride in a long time where I don’t have at least one picture of a bike on the ground. Not sure that has anything to do with the ability of the riders on this trip but I will leave that to the reader to decide. I can sum up the ride in one word; dusty. The gravel roads in this area are extremely dusty so as long as you accept that, the ride itself is pretty good. I much preferred riding the side roads we found which are usually more dirt and since the speed is less, no dust cloud is generated. The hill climbs (on washed out roads) are in some cases steep and technical. The following paragraphs provide a little more detail.

We parked the truck and trailer in the parking lot next to the Lake Winona spillway. We’ve been there several times in the past and every time we pull in the local dam keeper drives down to talk to us. Nice guy and he keeps an eye on our vehicle while we are out riding. He did advise us that the Forest Rangers were handing out tickets if your vehicle wasn’t properly licensed. He also advised that a 100 mile foot race (sounds crazy to me) was taking place on some of the roads so watch out for the participants. After gearing up we rode out of the parking lot and headed North and then West on the gravel.

We eventually headed up a road that took multiple switch backs to the top of a ridge line. I should note now that Steve likes to go fast on these roads and so does Dale. I on the other hand take my time and ride a steady climbing pace. As a result, I lagged behind those guys with an additional benefit of staying out of their dust cloud. As I reached the summit I found myself in the middle of lots of people tearing down what appeared to be a way station for the 100 mile foot race. It was obvious they weren’t too happy to see me ride up on a dual-sport motorcycle. I think it was because they all looked like Health-Nuts and anything putting out an exhaust was sacrilegious; my observation only so no hate-mail from the Health–Nuts please. I had to stop at the top because the road went two directions and I wasn’t sure which branch the two hot-rods had taken. I finally asked a guy who was walking by trying his best to ignore my existence “which way did the other two motorcycles go”. He pointed to the left and I immediately sped away throwing rock and dirt with my spinning rear tire. Just kidding, I slowly crept away so as not to disturb the tranquility of the place. I could usually determine the correct road to take from the dust cloud left by Steve and Dale but they must have also slowed down through this area; no dust cloud.

As I was heading down the road a few hundred feet I came upon 4 guys’ semi-running about 20 feet apart. It was obvious they were the tail-end of the 100 mile foot racers. From the look of them I’m betting they didn’t make it, they were in pretty bad shape. I rode slowly past them so they wouldn’t have to inhale my dust but once clear I sped away after my two lost riding buddies.

I finally caught up with them (they had stopped to let me catch up) and we continued exploring. We stopped at an overlook just off the road that runs along the ridgeline. Great view of the mountains and Lake Winona.




We continued down the ridge road a short distance and took another side road heading up to the top of one of the mountains. This was one of the steep climbs I mentioned earlier and consisted of a rough dirt/gravel road with deep ruts caused by rain run-off. I used first gear and while standing on the pegs worked my way up to the top. The Honda CRF250L has no problem with this kind of climb and is so light and responsive it can make quick and precise adjustments to the line to dodge rocks and deep gouges in the road. As we reached the top I was surprised to find a group of campers and their vehicles. They were young guys/girls and very friendly. They showed us the best views of the terrain and it was even better than the previous overlook. They also kept trying to get us to have a beer or something stronger. We begged off stating that we wouldn’t make it down that rough road if we started drinking at the top.






We continued riding on the side roads and came upon a creek crossing (dry) and stopped to scout. It was very rocky but doable. We discussed several possible lines and then who should go first. Steve and I outvoted Dale so he was selected. I finally said that I would watch Dale make the run but I wasn’t going to take my bike across. It was extremely rough with a good potential of dropping the bike which would break something or hurt someone and the risk wasn’t worth it just to get to another dirt road on the other side. We all finally decided to backtrack and skip this crossing. As a side note we did do another dry creek crossing later that was not nearly as bad.




We rode several side roads to the top of ridges, all of which are worth the effort and provide some great scenery.



We finally started up a road on our way back to the truck that turned into a continuous steep and technical climb. The top of this hill (mountain) is marked on one of the maps as “HILL1”. Steve took the lead and I followed him with Dale in the rear. I made Dale go to the end of our threesome because he kept spinning his tires and jumping every little bump in the road. I would get rocks thrown back at me so he was moved to the rear of the pack. The hill was so steep and twisting that you could only see a short distance ahead. Steve went out of sight so I’m doing my climb when I come upon Steve’s bag on the trail which had up to recently been strapped to the back of his bike. I was able to stop on a semi-flat spot on the trail and Dale stopped behind me. We stuffed Steve’s bag into Dale’s backpack and continued the climb. When Dale and I got to the top, Steve is already there with his coat and helmet off, relaxing. This was one long and technical climb so we decided it was a good spot for a water break.



The rest of the ride was uneventful until we got back to the Lake Winona parking lot. Steve and I decided to ride the 30+ miles back home and let Dale take the truck, trailer and his bike back to Steve’s since he still didn’t have tags or a motorcycle endorsement on his Florida driver’s license. While loading Dale’s bike on the trailer I noticed a very large (to me it was large) spider on the parking lot heading towards my bike. I walked over and took a couple of pictures thinking it would get scared and run away; it did not. In fact it kept coming. I got on my bike thinking I would roll it away from the spider but before I could, it started climbing onto my front tire. I started shaking the front end trying to dislodge this thing and it jumped back onto the parking lot and headed under my motorcycle. There was a moment of “What the H___!” but I finally got the bike away from the spider and we both went our own way.




When I got home I used the hose to wash the dust off the bike and even my helmet, riding jack and pants. A brown stream of water rolled off of my clothes as I washed the dust out of every nook and cranny.

Next week we are tentatively planning a ride on another section of the TAT starting at Damascus and ending on highway 7 North of Russellville, close to Mack’s Pines. All four of the core riders (Mike, Terry, Steve and Woodrow (maybe Dale)) are planning on making this ride. We will trailer to Damascus then make a big loop on the TAT section and return on secondary roads. Should be about 162 miles total and a good exercise of long distance riding (for dirt bikes). After doing the Iron Butt on AK2 (1037 miles in 16.5 hours) 162 miles seems like just a warm-up until you set on those hard dirt bike seats for several hours.