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From: HardWorkingDog on 21 Jan 2008 20:18 In article <uZCdnYTRCulgpQjanZ2dnUVZ_smnnZ2d(a)comcast.com>, "Jeff Deeney" <jld(a)nospam.com> wrote: > Here's how well tire chains work on solid ice, covered with a dusting of > snow. > > http://65.57.254.60/ktmtalk/photogallery/galleries/members/Ebay_Listings_037.j > pg > > Yeah, I meant to do that.... > > -Jeff- Meant to do what? Dull and dim-witted minds want to know. -- Charles '99 YZ250
From: Craig on 21 Jan 2008 22:05 On Jan 21, 1:29 pm, "Jeff Deeney" <j...(a)nospam.com> wrote: > Next winter ride, I'll be putting ice screws in the XR200. That thing will > be an ice monster. I put screws in the tires of my wife's XR200 a few years ago. It worked really well, relative to the same bike with no screws. I haven't ridden anything else with screws so I have no basis for comparison, but I have to think that the modest power, low seat height and relatively low weight really make it a good snow/ice bike. Craig
From: The Real Bev on 22 Jan 2008 00:26 oldfart wrote: > Sorry, just a poor attempt at humor. > > The local boys are gearing up for a ride this weekend so I might dust > off the old Husky 250 xc and test the freshened up Motoplat. Thank you > Vance T. Smith. We only have snow on the local mountains. GO SKIING! Even Baldy is open! A good place for experts because there's only one green run (cleverly disguised as a fireroad with snow on it), a couple of blue runs (short but OK, once the ice melts), and the rest (black and double black) don't even look like trails up close. Test drive a jeep and get a free Big Bear lift ticket. Hurry. -- Cheers, Bev I have six locks on my door all in a row. When I go out, I lock every other one. I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks, they are always locking three.
From: HardWorkingDog on 22 Jan 2008 01:16 In article <e8flj.99$4U1.73(a)newsfe05.lga>, The Real Bev <bashley101+usenet(a)gmail.com> wrote: > oldfart wrote: > > > Sorry, just a poor attempt at humor. > > > > The local boys are gearing up for a ride this weekend so I might dust > > off the old Husky 250 xc and test the freshened up Motoplat. Thank you > > Vance T. Smith. We only have snow on the local mountains. > > GO SKIING! Even Baldy is open! A good place for experts because > there's only one green run (cleverly disguised as a fireroad with snow > on it), a couple of blue runs (short but OK, once the ice melts), and > the rest (black and double black) don't even look like trails up close. > HA! I learned to ski at Mt. Baldy. I almost didn't try it again, but went to Mammoth for my second attempt and realized that I really could ski. -- Charles '99 YZ250
From: CrashTestDummy on 22 Jan 2008 04:20
On Mon, 21 Jan 2008 22:16:13 -0800, HardWorkingDog <harvey(a)mush.man> wrote: >In article <e8flj.99$4U1.73(a)newsfe05.lga>, > The Real Bev <bashley101+usenet(a)gmail.com> wrote: > >> oldfart wrote: >> >> > Sorry, just a poor attempt at humor. >> > >> > The local boys are gearing up for a ride this weekend so I might dust >> > off the old Husky 250 xc and test the freshened up Motoplat. Thank you >> > Vance T. Smith. We only have snow on the local mountains. >> >> GO SKIING! Even Baldy is open! A good place for experts because >> there's only one green run (cleverly disguised as a fireroad with snow >> on it), a couple of blue runs (short but OK, once the ice melts), and >> the rest (black and double black) don't even look like trails up close. >> > >HA! > >I learned to ski at Mt. Baldy. > >I almost didn't try it again, but went to Mammoth for my second >attempt and realized that I really could ski. WARNING: Boring ski story to follow... About two years into the relationship with my wife (girlfriend at that time) we decided to go snow skiing one weekend. She invited a guy she worked with, and I invited one of my buddies who skied. The guy she worked with had never skied in his life, my wife had skied (according to her) several times with her cousin, and my buddy and I were decent skiers. So this co-worker of my wife's shows up with borrowed skis that were something like 205s or 215s. I'm skiing 185s at the time and I rented some 165s (I think) for my wife. I think my buddy rented skis also, but he got something practical (180s maybe, I dunno). This was my first time on Mt. Hood and the weather was miserable. Rain, freezing rain, fog, rain, and rain... maybe a few occasional snowflakes, but mostly rain. The parking lot was mostly slush when we arrived, but once I decide to go skiing I'm pretty much sold. By the time we got the rentals taken care of I was foaming at the mouth to actually hit the slopes. So I thought I was being very patient on the kiddie slope while the co-worker learned to snow plow. (How hard is learning to snow plow, after all?) After about three runs on the bunny slope he appears to have the snow plow down okay so I suggest we go up top. My buddy was eager to try it out, but the missus had reservations. She finally relented though and up we went. This was at Meadows and we took the blue chair up. There's a blue-square run to the left of the chair called "Ridge Run" that looked easy enough on the trail map. But when we got to the top the fog was so thick you couldn't see more than about 20 feet in front of you. Now I didn't think it was a big deal, but co-worker dude was having a tough time. My buddy and I hung with them for a while but just didn't have the patience to endure it any longer. Co-worker kept falling down every 10 feet and snow plowing at a snail's pace when he was upright. The thought of spending nearly $50 for a lift ticket and only getting in a couple of runs was scaring the hell outta me! So I told the missus that my buddy and I were gonna go on ahead and we'd wait for them at the bottom before deciding what to do next. "Just take your time and keep snow plowing," I told her co-worker. All along the "Ridge Run" there are black diamond chutes that drop back toward the ski lift. My buddy and I bombed down one of these as the fog thinned out at the lower altitudes. My buddy had a nice wipe out or two, but we were both smiling at the bottom. Then we nearly froze to death waiting for my wife and co-worker. When they finally arrived, the missus was pretty upset. I guess co-worker dude crashed pretty awkwardly one time and hurt his knee or something. What a terrible trip this was turning into. We chose the 11am to 7pm ticket, and it was about 2 or 3pm already. The missus volunteered to sit in the lodge with co-worker despite his protestations. She was probably too mad at me to go back up. But hey, I came to ski, right? So my buddy and I went back up and skied the Lower Face, right beneath the ski lift, and provided some entertainment for the lift riders as we crashed, skied and tumbled down the hill. After that it started getting dark so we switched to The Zoo and Daisy Bowl for some night skiing (another first for me). And that wasn't too bad except for the wet cold. About 5:30 or so we headed back to the lodge. It was still freezing rain, but the slush had become crunchy. Co-Worker's knee had swelled up a little and you didn't have to be a genius to ascertain that they were ready to go home. So my buddy and I carried the gear out to my Datsun 610 wagon, then returned to help co-worker. While stowing the last of the gear my wife decided to warm up the car. She started it up and immediately turned on the windshield wipers. Can anyone guess what happened? Yup, the blades that were frozen to the windshield stayed in place while the wipers screeched hauntingly across my windshield, scratching the surface before she could get 'em shut off. In addition to that, the crappy tire chains I was using were loose and beating the hell out of my rear fenders. I was a really joyless ride down off the mountain as we ran into more pockets of heavy fog. The kind of fog where you have to slow to a crawl, but where you keep expecting some idiot to come crashing into the rear of your vehicle at any time... and nowhere to pull off. And that was the only time my wife ever went skiing with me. ;-p Fred Bradford - CrashTestDummy fjbradfordREMOVE(a)tx.rr.com |