Out here we've been having tons of rain, but it finally ended last week. So, I knew the dirt biking was gonna be awesome this past weekend. I figured I'd let everyone mud it in on Saturday, and go myself Sunday.
So we get up early and head down to Hollister to beat the crowd...but everyone else seems to have had the same idea. I go out do my first loop and come back to the truck. The place is just PACKED now! So I head out for a second loop and there's people everywhere doing stupid stuff. Hmmm.
I stop at this small lake to let my arms rest a second, and there's this moron hollering about kicking some dude's ass when he gets there. He's going on about how "I couldn't get buy so I just pushed that ****** out of the way, if he stops here I'm kicking his ass".
Now, I see these scoggins everywhere I ride. Road or dirt, it's the guy who's just a tiny bit faster than the average so he can't easily make a pass. But this bragging and fighting has me pissed. I take off the gloves and sit at the table ready to get involved and realize how dumb I am. I'm gonna end up in a fight because of some stupid cretin that can't ride nearly as well as he thinks he can. I put on the helmet, went to the truck and packed it up. :rant: It was too bad. The dirt was perfect. You could just lean it over and gas it in corners!
So we get up early and head down to Hollister to beat the crowd...but everyone else seems to have had the same idea. I go out do my first loop and come back to the truck. The place is just PACKED now! So I head out for a second loop and there's people everywhere doing stupid stuff. Hmmm.
I stop at this small lake to let my arms rest a second, and there's this moron hollering about kicking some dude's ass when he gets there. He's going on about how "I couldn't get buy so I just pushed that ****** out of the way, if he stops here I'm kicking his ass".
Now, I see these scoggins everywhere I ride. Road or dirt, it's the guy who's just a tiny bit faster than the average so he can't easily make a pass. But this bragging and fighting has me pissed. I take off the gloves and sit at the table ready to get involved and realize how dumb I am. I'm gonna end up in a fight because of some stupid cretin that can't ride nearly as well as he thinks he can. I put on the helmet, went to the truck and packed it up. :rant: It was too bad. The dirt was perfect. You could just lean it over and gas it in corners!