I am riding my friend Georges bike my bike is down and Georges health wont let him go so he was nice enough to let me run his bike to pick up Godzilla it the only SOHC running out of here right now so hats off to him.
We rode up 290 left about 11am stopped and ate lunch at Jimbos in Hockley,TX. we met Steve,Rick,Joe at the same place as last year. We follow them down Lime Creek rode a twisty techincal beast of a road Joe and Steve on the 550 tearing it up I stayed up for a little but long day of riding and a full pack on my back made it more work than fun. One swooping chi-cane to a hard left caught me missing my down shift from 3rd to 2nd I pulled tight in the middle of the apex but touched the front tire to the center line paint. I felt it slip, sat up to correct but I was out of room and out into the strait drifting to the edge stood the bike up,clutch in and brakes, touched a little section of cement gutter then dirt screwed on the gas kicking up an piece of some dead cars plastic back up onto the road and popping back on the strait road myself with an inaudibale screaming and balls sucked into my body. Song of the Sausage Creature type #$%*. very lucky, very scary, by now no one was behind me and Joe and Steve way ahead I got to them pulled over and managed to calm down that was scary #$%*. But nothing was damaged so its ok. it was funny how steve was so fast at the start but then after this he twisted his throttle tube right off and wound up the slowest. That made me laugh most of the way back to camp. Him and Joe are animales of the apex and super skilled fast riders. true two wheel speed freaks. super fun.
steve-o(steve) and Really?(Rick)
the meet spot
Steve-O and The Achitect(Chris)
my sleep spot
Godzilla party...he doesnt stop. Magaritas and Mexican food Godzilla rised hell after back at camp
next day (sat. 4-7-12) coffe stop was closed but we lucked out caught the owner feeding the cats she made strong coffe quickly
we fueled up and took off to meet Justin the Iron rider Farmer Animal in Marble Falls a nice mellow high speed curvey road
the hand off and we all took off for Freddricksberg along more high speed twisty roads
we stop before a section of dirt road Godzilla points out the blown out tappet
we head off slow for 3 miles of dirt then onto a 1 and a half lane cool country road that smelled like wildflowers, passing fat cows mellowley scooting up to Freddricksberg we got told that we are sworn to secercy about that little section of paved farmroad
we make it to the Ace hardware in Freddricksberg Joe (CBGia) starts to work on the solution this is the guy you want to have on a long ride Joe is awsome. I went to the gas station for a cold beer, asked if they had a morotcycle shop in the town the kid told me a place called "Scootique" was the only one Joe found them on the phone called and they said come over they had 20min till close. We all road over they found the parts in the back those poeple are the nicest coolest motorcycle shop ever. They Really save the day and Really's motor. By now it was late so we headed back stopping to look and a huge granite rock formation in the mystic Texas hill country. "Enchanted Rock" I need to go back to camp there.
that night we all go out for beers at a nice local spot near camp.
Buck Moth catapiller got me on the throttle hand, he Godzilla's 5th cousine by marriage he was pissed he couldn't go with me so he crawled up the shoulder strap of my back pack when I set it down and nailed the part of my hand I would feel the most between my thumb and pointer burning stinging and a little nausea
Godzilla ready to go to Houston on Georges bike. He said he didnt care that my ass hurt that the dog bed is all I need and stop being such a wimp.
He wanted to hit Lime Creek road again as we are heading out. He said maybe being all rested we could get through it without the Song of the Sausage Creature incedent when I rode it last time. We did good, he shot a little movie of a small section and how loud Georges horn is at the end.
Godzilla wanted to drink the two beers in my backpack after the good ride on lime creek and check out the old cars and the 78 blinged out GL1000 at this place.
after that we hauled ass back to Houston as fast as the law and wind would let us. that seat was really hurting that last section of 71 we stopped looking to eat but it was closed I had to laydown on the pavment in the shade of a big sign my ass is hurting I throw away the blue pad under the doggy bed that I bought in Marble Falls and it feels much better. I-10 is smoother pavement but still I feel every little bump.
we stopped in Sealy and ate at Tony's Restaurant it was good and we felt better got gas and hauled ass.
Godzilla is at the SOHC sanctuary of Houston he'll be working on 750 motors with Chris and George getting ready for his friday party. We where all ready to chill out and see our dogs wash up get ready for monday and the rest of the week.
