The weather was perfect, (maybe a bit windy.) It was supposed to get down into the 30, but it never did make it down there. Thank goodness! The manx didn't do to hot. Plenty of power, but the whoops made it so you could barely make it into 2nd gear. Not much use for all that power. Wish the shocks were bigger, and the travel was longer!
Adams quad ran like a champ. Just walked up the hills. No problem. The kawi was lacking paddles... Dusty said that I wouldn't need them and not to ruin my paddles in the cinders. I was not a happy camper when I couldn't make it up the face of the hills. (I had to roll down backwards SEVERAL times) Adam and I made it through. Poor guy had to wait for me to find the not so steep sides that were packed down a bit harder. I wasn't making it though any soft stuff.
Over at the drags Dusty and Adam did some racing. I did some bystanding. I go up to 43 MPH though cinder lake. I wasn't trying to scare myself, just see how fast felt comfortable to me. Adam ran his quad through the lake at 60. If I wasn't so notorious for falling off, I would have given it a little harder of a try, but can't afford to mess up my money maker...
The manx didn't fare so well on it's last run. Broke and axle and Adam had to make his way back to camp (in the dark) to get me and the truck so I could tow that little orange dune buggy back to camp. A bit of work, and we will be ready for the next trip in July!
