Ride with the face book folks… (DRZ) 2016/11/20

I better write this up before I forget the details, some memories do NOT last: running out of gas before getting to the rendezvous, two sprained ankles. Some memories will last, a great ride, new friends, etc.

Rendezvous... 9:30 am in
Rendezvous… 9:30 am in “downtown” Shawnigan Lake.

And there were tales that will have to be left for campfires. Moral conundrums.

Darren's 1200 getting a jump start. AFAIK it started fine for the rest of the day, and he found a loose connection.
Darren’s 1200 getting a jump start. AFAIK it started fine for the rest of the day, and he found a loose connection.
Looking out over the San Juan river valley. Click for a big pano shot here that I kinda like.
Looking out over the San Juan river valley. Click for a big pano shot here that I kinda like.

I didn’t spend as much time taking pix here as I possibly should have. The muffler came off twice. The reason being that I didn’t take the spacers out of the main muffler hanger and it was just hanging on the end of the mid-pipe, but that muffler clamp is slightly stripped. Michael and a couple of the other guys helped me put it together the way I should have originally done it…. which (long story short) is why I didn’t want to delay the group taking pictures. Not that I was the only one who caused delays.

Gerrit says this is called
Gerrit says this is called “Pete’s Pond” and was the lunch stop.
Lunch stop. Darren smoked/burned/cooked some smokies for the riders here. Thanks!
Lunch stop. Darren smoked/burned/cooked some smokies for the riders here. Thanks!
One of a number of obstacles.
One of a number of obstacles.
Possibly inspired by Luke, Darren road up a bank thinking it might be the easy way around the log... Kinda proves that the 1200 will go where-ever you point it?
Possibly inspired by Luke, Darren rode up a bank thinking it might be the easy way around the log… Kinda proves that the 1200 will go where-ever you point it?

… oh right, you probably want to know about the out-of-gas and sprained ankles (teasers).

The DRZ has no fuel gauge, and when I put the bike back together I had the fuel petcock set to prime (dry carburator). I forgot to put that back (partly because I can’t read the labels). I didn’t have a Sunday (very early) ride lined up when I took the test ride, or I probably would have remembered to fill it. And on Sunday morning I was planning to fill when I got to the Langford rendezvous. Ran out of gas 5 or 10 km short going up the hill just past the Colwood overpass. Pushed the bike across the median and coasted down to the Shell. Fortunately, I still made the Langford rendezvous aproximately on time.

The first ankle was simply me going too fast. Four or five months waiting to get a light bike back on the trails can make me push it harder than I should have. I was braking for a left corner and the back end went out… so a classic low-side. Then I took a long-cut on the way home so I could run through the Mt Wood power-lines. Despite several warnings I got into a classic whisky-throttle, and due to the luggage behind me got tangled with the crashing bike. The DRZ is so narrow I find it hard to hang onto, which results in me being farther back than I should, and the front end coming up… seriously considering getting some Skeg Pegz.

Who was there? Gerrit (BMW 800), Luke (Husky 701), Scott (BMW 800), Darren¬† (BMW 1200), John (CRF250L), Michael (Triumph 800), and a older fellowon a DR650. I can’t remember his name despite being told it multiple times :(¬† [ Dennis. ]