TemecuCoastie
Husqvarna
Pro Class
I gotta set all of this up, so please, please bare with me....
Way back when, in my youth, my Pops and I used to ride - A LOT! And, as a kid, I had several bikes during my youth (XR75, GT80, YZ80, ATC70, ATC90, DT175 and KX105), but Pops had just one: the much feared, dreaded and respected 1975 YZ360.
We rode at places like Pole Line, Plaster City, Superstition, Crucifixion Thorns, U-Haul Basin (crossing into Baja often), Burro Bend, Squaw Peak, along the beaches of Baja, Tree Line out near the dump in Borrego Springs, Mira Mar in San Diego (just after they opened Mira Mar Road) and even the old Santee Pits east of San Diego. Funny, at 15, I once ran out of gas in the U-Haul Basin and Pops came looking for me after dark in the truck w/KC Daylighers blazing! My buddies, who were riding much bigger "Thumpers" took off and left me (d*cks).
The last time we did anything desert/dirt-bike related was 30 years ago when, in the early morning, Pops drove me out to Plaster City, dropped me and my KX off and said, "I'll see you at the Blue Inn". That day saw the ride wrap up in Borrego Springs. But, not before hitting Blue Inn, Burro Bend and blowing through the San Felipe Wash in 5th gear wide-open before making the trip back up the mountain to Ramona, CA. I was about 15, but Pops trusted me enough to turn me loose on the California desert.
Fast-Forward to 2012 and here we are on the verge of the biggest day of the Fall....well, to me anyway. This Sunday me and Pops are headed out to Ocotillo for the first time in 30 years. This time, however, Pops won't be riding - he'll be in the truck running support.
The plan is to start at the dump in Borrego and wrap it up in Plaster City. This will be the first time the Husky has been out in the open. But, what's most important is the event: A kid, his bike and his Dad.
Dude, this is totaly gonna be Boss****************************************
Way back when, in my youth, my Pops and I used to ride - A LOT! And, as a kid, I had several bikes during my youth (XR75, GT80, YZ80, ATC70, ATC90, DT175 and KX105), but Pops had just one: the much feared, dreaded and respected 1975 YZ360.
We rode at places like Pole Line, Plaster City, Superstition, Crucifixion Thorns, U-Haul Basin (crossing into Baja often), Burro Bend, Squaw Peak, along the beaches of Baja, Tree Line out near the dump in Borrego Springs, Mira Mar in San Diego (just after they opened Mira Mar Road) and even the old Santee Pits east of San Diego. Funny, at 15, I once ran out of gas in the U-Haul Basin and Pops came looking for me after dark in the truck w/KC Daylighers blazing! My buddies, who were riding much bigger "Thumpers" took off and left me (d*cks).
The last time we did anything desert/dirt-bike related was 30 years ago when, in the early morning, Pops drove me out to Plaster City, dropped me and my KX off and said, "I'll see you at the Blue Inn". That day saw the ride wrap up in Borrego Springs. But, not before hitting Blue Inn, Burro Bend and blowing through the San Felipe Wash in 5th gear wide-open before making the trip back up the mountain to Ramona, CA. I was about 15, but Pops trusted me enough to turn me loose on the California desert.
Fast-Forward to 2012 and here we are on the verge of the biggest day of the Fall....well, to me anyway. This Sunday me and Pops are headed out to Ocotillo for the first time in 30 years. This time, however, Pops won't be riding - he'll be in the truck running support.
The plan is to start at the dump in Borrego and wrap it up in Plaster City. This will be the first time the Husky has been out in the open. But, what's most important is the event: A kid, his bike and his Dad.
Dude, this is totaly gonna be Boss****************************************
) as well as two of my Brother's three kids + one friend of the family. 
