The weather report called for a 30% chance of rain, which turned out to be patently false, for we rode through steady showers on the homeward leg. I was pretty happy to roll into the garage after five hours of riding.
Another great ride in the books, and I mounted my snow tires on my civic, and stabilized the fuel on my dirt bike, but not the Versys as I can dream can’t I?
The hill is steeper than it looks, and I was sort of hung up, trying to turn right from a stop and head down and back to hook up with a trail a bit lower down the hill that I’d missed due to fallen trees and crossing the brook at a low spot. I’d let the clutch out and given it a bit too much gas, and down she went, with a quick tuck and roll for the operator. Nothing damaged but my pride.
|I injured nothing but my pride.|
|Balaclava Road looking North|
|The colours are just fantastic this time of year.|
|The obligatory bike shit|
|I like this one better|
I love riding in the fall, but the shorter hours of daylight at this time of year don’t always work out in my favour, so I’ve tried to get some quick and dirty rides in after school on my XR400R.
I may have bitten off a bit more than I can chew…
It really was a beautiful fall ride… Complete with falling off, but my tuck and roll is superior to my offroad riding skills. 🙂