Showing posts with label road trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label road trip. Show all posts

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Saturday, December 22, 2012

be a square

This post is for Uncle Pete and Cousin Mike. Found this one and thought how I can't wait to see the 4square and the beeza on the road. I'm calling for a summer of vintage motorcycle riding. Joel? You listening? Let's make that old iron hot again.


Thursday, December 13, 2012

Born Free Bound

Yes yes y'all. My honey pie, the very talented Mrs. Ninjas, scored big this year being awarded a huge arts grant for a project that'll pay her way to L.A. in June and guess whose tagging along? We're packin up the whole fam'damnly and heading for the coast. Ooooo yeah. Plans are in their infancy, but if all goes according to plan I'll be loading up the shovel too so I can ride through the gates at Oak Canyon Ranch for the greatest show on earth. Gawd'damn!


The last time I made it to Cali., BF2
 

Sunday, October 14, 2012

On the road

Great afternoon of road trippin. Out towards Diefenbaker lake, over to Broaderick for a beer, to Kenaston, up to Dundern and home. Shovel ran like a top.
Traveled in good company. Thanks gents, for a fine day.




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Saturday, July 28, 2012

A fine day for the Gravel Gang

 Billy, Me and Du Keeps took the better part of the day to ride motorcycles which I highly recommend doing as opposed to wrenching, packing, or pretty much anything else.
Started the ride right with a little T-Ho's at 9am.

If you know anything about Saskatchewan Highways (or Saskatchewan in general) you know Flat and Straight. But if you know a lot about Saskatchewan Highways then you stick to the old highways and things get fun. Dodging what they call "failed surface" keeps you plenty engaged in the ride. Basically makes twisties out of an otherwise straight road with a good whack to the kidneys ever once in a while when you miss a zig or a zag. However, you need to be not so afraid of what we call the grid roads. Gravel sections are common and unexpected in a lot of cases. You grow to appreciate them as they're actually the best sections of road usually. Saskatchewan has the largest municipal (grid) road network in Canada, totaling 165,000 km and ultimately these roads run through the best parts of this incredibly beautiful province. quit being a puss and ride the gravel, people. You'll thank me. It's rad.

To be honest, big twins make the best dirt bikes because of the torque. We were doing gravel burn outs all day long, which make let smoke, but the dust clouds are tremendous, not to mention the rocks that chip paint on other peoples shit. hahahah.

We cruised out to Manitou Beach for a beer at the best looking bar we'd seen in a while and had a burger at the beach shack. No pics unfortunately. Great scenery, seriously. Let's go back soon.

  

Billy and Du Keeps will have to finish this post as I cut out after about 5 hours and headed back to town and they headed to Du Keeps cabin at Wakaw for family time and Drunken Water Skiing. Thanks for the ride, boys. Much needed.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Ride the Lightning....

  ...turned into a bit of an ironic name for this trip considering all the rain we rode through. But other than one short lived torrential downpour we smiled through the showers as we made our merry way.

First of many ferry rides.
Day one started with a side trip to the Great Sand Hills this was accompanied by quite a few miles of gravel and about 2 or 3 miles of sand road 3-4 inches deep in most spots. Who says you can't off road with a bagger? Joel had the most fun as he was cruising his Suzuki DRZ400SM with the enduro tires. Loved it.
Here we are at the end of the sand as it begins to turn back into gravel.
You couldn't have put the stand down about 10 meters past Joel's bike.
The Ghetto Glide meets his match in girth.


 Day two found us in Kimberley with my homeboy Lee. Lee put on a killer BBQ feast at his place before we went to check out his new shop and his latest amazing genny project. Killer bike. Gonna b a ruler fo sho. We had a great time catching up and shooting the shit proving once again that he shoulda stayed around here....except that he's lovin it out there. Sooo... God Bless. It was great catching up dude. Let's make sure we do it again super soon.

 
  

Day Three was the best day of riding I  think I've ever had. If you've never done the Kaslo to New Denver run you are really really missing something amazing. And from the Needles ferry to Vernon is pretty wicked too. Interior BC is just made for two wheeled machines. Beautiful. Beautiful. Fast. Beautiful. That night we landed in the land of richy rich, Kelowna, and got a taste of the high life. Kip's father-in-law took us out on his boat (which was so big we spell it with a Y here on the prairies) and then took us for a medieval feast of MEAT and grog at some posh place in Peachland. We got rock star parking at the dock out front and walked off the boat, past the massive line of people and gorged on 20 types of dead animal until we were too stuffed to move. Sooo good. Wish I'd taken a pic of the whole boat.

 Day Four was a nice leisurely run through the mountains. A little cooler than before, but a fine day of riding (obviously) through some beautiful country. We landed at David Thompson resort near Nordegg which was straight outta the '70's and far enough from everything that no one had much for cell coverage or anything else. We lost Joel for a while, but he rejoined a few hours later no worse for wear. Poker, drinking, eating and a good night sleep, finally.

Beard casualty.

 Day Five started off with a quick look at some beautiful falls and more proof that off roading and Harleys go together fine. Wet muddy sharp shale roads and washed out roads make for excellent conditions.


That night was spent in Dino-land, Drumheller.  Drove in through the Hoo Doos vai the Cowboy trail. Steak dinners at the Last Chance Saloon in Wayne and a soak in the hotel hot tub that night. Today we rode home and ended off an epic fucking trip that I think we'll all remember.


Sunday, September 25, 2011

Dam Ride

Another fine day of riding. Down to Gardiner Dam, over to Dundurn and back. 30 degrees! The 2 miles of gravel I rode on in spring is now 30. Weaving between graders, combines, semis, tourists... Good thing we've had all that practice dirtbiking our harleys this summer. Found more gobs of mud and grass under my bike from the last ride.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Saturday, September 3, 2011

White Lightning Run

More inadmissible evidence in the case surrounding "Jasper 2011". enjoy

White Lightning Jasper Run from I_am_10_ninjas on Vimeo.