The track was so dusty at the back of the pack that separation became a key especially on the steep climbs. I'm defiantly going to have to switch out air filters prior to the next ride. I spent the ride working on standing up and squeezing the tank for stability and I immediately noticed a difference in control of the bike. I could see further down the trail and the added stability allowed for more bike movement over the rough and tight sections.
Unfortunately, the "Whizard" stepped off his mount at a pretty good clip resulting in a fat lip, a few scrapes, and a swollen paw that looked like a club. After the ride I hung out with Doug to shoot the breeze and fill up truck beds with crushed cans.





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