Breaking it in Right!
So this morning, I made a trip to the new Honda dealership in Shawnee, OK and flat out stole a brand new CRF450X from them. Silly buggers lost money on this deal, lemme tell ya. $5,388! (MSRP is $7,200.) I still can't believe it. It's a brand spanking new 2006 model. Sure, the 2008 model will be "new and improved" when it's revealed later this month, but until the ol' bahwolf hisowndamnself figures out how to become "new and improved," further advancements in lightspeed technology are just wasted on me. Ricky Carmichael might be able to tell the difference, but not me.
The Proud New Owner of a CRF450X.
Naturally, my buddy Danny and I had to take the 450 to the trails straightaway and see just how bad I could scare myself on it. The answer: PLENTY! This thing is a beast! I'm used to wringing the absolute snot outta my little CRF230F ... Do that on the 450 and you are gonna be embedded in a tree or the nearest hillside, with more broken bones than Evil Knievel on a bad day. I've got to learn the meaning of "throttle control" all over again with this sucker.
So we rode the easy trails -- cause that's all I felt I was up for on the new bike, being as how I was having trouble keeping the front tire on the ground. Danny wasn't satisfied with that and wanted me to quit being a puss and get it out on the more difficult trails. I swear I was taking it easy, but I got cross-rutted at one point and the beast spit me off. As I'm sitting there in the dirt, waiting for Danny to figure out I'm not behind him anymore and come back and help me pick up the bike, I realize I had crashed not long ago in the exact same area, cross-rutting the CRF230F. What a dumbass! I mean, who goes out and crashes in the same place in exactly the same manner? You'd think I'd figure it out after the first time?
When Danny finally comes back after me, what does he do? Does he leap from his bike and make sure I'm all right? Pick my bike up for me? Wipe the dirt outta my teeth? No, he pulls out his damn camera and takes my picture! I swear I don't know who he learned that from -- ha! Really sad thing is, he did the exact same thing back when I cross-rutted the 230. Now he has both pictures to show to all our friends! Argh!
Anyway, nothing like breaking in the new bike right, eh?
First day and she's already on the ground! But if you're not crashing, you're not riding hard enough, right? "Danny, you're Number One!"
Look at how deep those damn ruts are!
The CRF230F just a month or so ago ... I swear it's the exact same spot.
We also had a great weekend riding together (on the street, where it's safe -- ha!) in Arkansas this past Labor Day weekend. I'll try to write something up about that in the next day or two. Danny's lovely wife Kim came with us and kept us both in line. We all had a great time.
Getting after it on the new CRF450X.
My camera-happy brutha from a different mutha. Love ya, amigo!
The Proud New Owner of a CRF450X.Naturally, my buddy Danny and I had to take the 450 to the trails straightaway and see just how bad I could scare myself on it. The answer: PLENTY! This thing is a beast! I'm used to wringing the absolute snot outta my little CRF230F ... Do that on the 450 and you are gonna be embedded in a tree or the nearest hillside, with more broken bones than Evil Knievel on a bad day. I've got to learn the meaning of "throttle control" all over again with this sucker.
So we rode the easy trails -- cause that's all I felt I was up for on the new bike, being as how I was having trouble keeping the front tire on the ground. Danny wasn't satisfied with that and wanted me to quit being a puss and get it out on the more difficult trails. I swear I was taking it easy, but I got cross-rutted at one point and the beast spit me off. As I'm sitting there in the dirt, waiting for Danny to figure out I'm not behind him anymore and come back and help me pick up the bike, I realize I had crashed not long ago in the exact same area, cross-rutting the CRF230F. What a dumbass! I mean, who goes out and crashes in the same place in exactly the same manner? You'd think I'd figure it out after the first time?
When Danny finally comes back after me, what does he do? Does he leap from his bike and make sure I'm all right? Pick my bike up for me? Wipe the dirt outta my teeth? No, he pulls out his damn camera and takes my picture! I swear I don't know who he learned that from -- ha! Really sad thing is, he did the exact same thing back when I cross-rutted the 230. Now he has both pictures to show to all our friends! Argh!
Anyway, nothing like breaking in the new bike right, eh?
First day and she's already on the ground! But if you're not crashing, you're not riding hard enough, right? "Danny, you're Number One!"
Look at how deep those damn ruts are!
The CRF230F just a month or so ago ... I swear it's the exact same spot.We also had a great weekend riding together (on the street, where it's safe -- ha!) in Arkansas this past Labor Day weekend. I'll try to write something up about that in the next day or two. Danny's lovely wife Kim came with us and kept us both in line. We all had a great time.
Getting after it on the new CRF450X.
My camera-happy brutha from a different mutha. Love ya, amigo!Labels: crf450x, motorcycles
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Damn Brian, I am seriously jealous!
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