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- Aug 15, 2012
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Yeah, I bloodywell fell off. Twice.
There's only one photo of it... and I took it. Maybe some video, but we'll get to that another time.
Here's the photo of JM checking for signs of life
I'd got a bit loose in the front end on a steep rutted bit... and then the paint marks on a stump showed the reason for the fall - I'd hit the stump with the damn crash bars and it was ker-thump. Small head strike on the bank and a much harder shoulder strike. Enough to hurt. Here's the crash bars in question - and as for the phone, I really do normally remember to zip my pockets up.
Funnily enough, my earlier fall hurt a lot more - for different reasons. At that stage, I was riding with a DSLR around my neck and gloves off, and I'd struck the bars with the camera once already, which isn't the best way to treat a Nikon... so I was further back than I should have been and, again, the front got a bit squirrely and with me being tired and dehydrated, I didn't catch it. It was a soft fall, but the peg for the sidestand spring on these damn CRFs is on the outside.... and it found a soft spot on my Forma boots... into the ankle. It hurt.
Anyhow, enough of not keeping it up, let's go back to the beginning.
Yesterday's Ulysses Club Thailand ride was a bit different. We were doing a photo shoot for an upcoming magazine article. Without giving anything away on the article, we wanted off-road shots - so we did a split ride. Road and dirt, with the plan being to reverse run the previous week's ride, where we'd had to cut our way through the jungle - so the road guys could join us to Mae Kampong, the Kew Fin lookout and then on via Paa Miang to Muang Pan, where Lachie's favourite coffee roaster is - then home via the 1252.
We did a couple of shots at the first location and met Natty there. Nice lady
Sometimes, the signs just have to speak for themselves....
Although we'd caught this one, we lost Glen for the day not long after that. He'd had a new chain and sprockets fitted - at a specialist shop - and the chain was way too tight. It was tensioned nicely without a rider on the bike, but was as tight as a nun's nannywhacker when a rider sat on the bike. He hit trouble on one of the tight uphill switchbacks - the bike wouldn't go into gear and slid backwards, even with the brakes on. It was back to town for him to re-visit the shop and get the job done properly. Bruce escorted him back to town.
Seven of us did the short walk up to the Kew Fin lookout - (Eric joined us again a short time later, having made a detour on the way up the hill). The view over the Mae On / Chiang Mai side was rather manky... brownish. I didn't even bother taking a shot. Out towards Lampang, the air was clearer looking
Seven of the eight hillclimb survivors
When we dropped down into Paa Miang we discovered their 20th anniversary blossom festival was in full swing
The cooked up blossoms were quite nice
As for the warm turds... I positively knew I shouldn't... but I did. I'm reminded again today of why one shouldn't eat food sitting in the dangerzone temps
With the road riders dispatched to buy bulk coffee, it was time to have some fun
Please don't mention to my wife that this is what hire customers do on her personal CRF....
There's only one photo of it... and I took it. Maybe some video, but we'll get to that another time.
Here's the photo of JM checking for signs of life
I'd got a bit loose in the front end on a steep rutted bit... and then the paint marks on a stump showed the reason for the fall - I'd hit the stump with the damn crash bars and it was ker-thump. Small head strike on the bank and a much harder shoulder strike. Enough to hurt. Here's the crash bars in question - and as for the phone, I really do normally remember to zip my pockets up.
Funnily enough, my earlier fall hurt a lot more - for different reasons. At that stage, I was riding with a DSLR around my neck and gloves off, and I'd struck the bars with the camera once already, which isn't the best way to treat a Nikon... so I was further back than I should have been and, again, the front got a bit squirrely and with me being tired and dehydrated, I didn't catch it. It was a soft fall, but the peg for the sidestand spring on these damn CRFs is on the outside.... and it found a soft spot on my Forma boots... into the ankle. It hurt.
Anyhow, enough of not keeping it up, let's go back to the beginning.
Yesterday's Ulysses Club Thailand ride was a bit different. We were doing a photo shoot for an upcoming magazine article. Without giving anything away on the article, we wanted off-road shots - so we did a split ride. Road and dirt, with the plan being to reverse run the previous week's ride, where we'd had to cut our way through the jungle - so the road guys could join us to Mae Kampong, the Kew Fin lookout and then on via Paa Miang to Muang Pan, where Lachie's favourite coffee roaster is - then home via the 1252.
We did a couple of shots at the first location and met Natty there. Nice lady
Sometimes, the signs just have to speak for themselves....
Although we'd caught this one, we lost Glen for the day not long after that. He'd had a new chain and sprockets fitted - at a specialist shop - and the chain was way too tight. It was tensioned nicely without a rider on the bike, but was as tight as a nun's nannywhacker when a rider sat on the bike. He hit trouble on one of the tight uphill switchbacks - the bike wouldn't go into gear and slid backwards, even with the brakes on. It was back to town for him to re-visit the shop and get the job done properly. Bruce escorted him back to town.
Seven of us did the short walk up to the Kew Fin lookout - (Eric joined us again a short time later, having made a detour on the way up the hill). The view over the Mae On / Chiang Mai side was rather manky... brownish. I didn't even bother taking a shot. Out towards Lampang, the air was clearer looking
Seven of the eight hillclimb survivors
When we dropped down into Paa Miang we discovered their 20th anniversary blossom festival was in full swing
The cooked up blossoms were quite nice
As for the warm turds... I positively knew I shouldn't... but I did. I'm reminded again today of why one shouldn't eat food sitting in the dangerzone temps
With the road riders dispatched to buy bulk coffee, it was time to have some fun
Please don't mention to my wife that this is what hire customers do on her personal CRF....