My first organised trail ride. 400+ bikes on the starting grid, what an awesome sight! Sadly, mostly blue and orange. 140 K's of widely varied terrain. We had sand, river crossings, enough dusty roads to last at least a week or two. Brown toothed smiles were the rule of the day. A section of track went for about 5 k's and all it was, was 6" round rolly rocks, interesting riding to say the least. Loam, fast hills, slow hills, Old four wheel drive tracks closed years ago opened up for this one ride, nasties clearly marked in advance, easy to follow clearly marked tracks (the markings were easy to follow, not necessarily the track) excellent efficient marshalling, a slick operation. Well done to all at Alexandra and Districts Motorcycle Club.
I never realised just how good these bergs are.
Big hills. Hehe, 3rd gear with a bald S12 and the 501 will pull from below idle, doesn't matter the angle. As we climbed a few of the big climbs the amount of stalled bikes increased the further up the hill you went but I was able to just pick my way through and happily weave my way up to the top easy peasy (big cough ). On one of the climbs I got to a small plateau about 30 feet from the top and for some reason after battling a 500m climb I stalled on the flat! Where were all the spectators standing? Pulled in the clutch, did a quick silent prayer to the Husaberg God (Start you.... beautiful sweet honey buns) hit the button and wouldn't you guess- away it went! GO the Berg!
Coming down the hills. Let me tell you a story of legendary handling and amazing trackability. Wherever you point it- it goes. If you want to pass- go up a gear. If you don't, why are you here? Why did I waste so much time on 125's?
I,ve got one of these newfangled huskabanana four stokes that have just come out sitting really hard on my tail and it felt like he had a point to prove. I'd finally found a spot in the passing parade and was enjoying minimal dust so was reluctant to let anyone pass. Selfish of me but... just to side track for a moment but what do you need for a bike race- two bikes! We have just crested this pretty cool hill and are heading down the other side, rapidly. There is a definite pathway through the debri on the track and it weaves around a pile of roots and rocks. I thought OK and took the berg in a dead straight line down the hill. I never heard from him again. There would be a row of 10 bikes slowly crawling down the only marked track. I'd just pull out, pick a safe spot so the overtaken rider doesn't freak & crash and cruise past. What fun. Knowing that the rougher the line the smoother and more predictable the ride. It's weird or I still need more experimentation with the clickers but at trail bike speeds mine beats me to death unless I pick a real rough line. But for the first time ever on a husaberg I managed to bottom both front and rear suspension!
Have I ever mentioned how good I thought Husabergs were?
A great ride, great people and a great weekend.
Thanks to all and thanks for reading-
Cheers Phil.
I never realised just how good these bergs are.
Big hills. Hehe, 3rd gear with a bald S12 and the 501 will pull from below idle, doesn't matter the angle. As we climbed a few of the big climbs the amount of stalled bikes increased the further up the hill you went but I was able to just pick my way through and happily weave my way up to the top easy peasy (big cough ). On one of the climbs I got to a small plateau about 30 feet from the top and for some reason after battling a 500m climb I stalled on the flat! Where were all the spectators standing? Pulled in the clutch, did a quick silent prayer to the Husaberg God (Start you.... beautiful sweet honey buns) hit the button and wouldn't you guess- away it went! GO the Berg!
Coming down the hills. Let me tell you a story of legendary handling and amazing trackability. Wherever you point it- it goes. If you want to pass- go up a gear. If you don't, why are you here? Why did I waste so much time on 125's?
I,ve got one of these newfangled huskabanana four stokes that have just come out sitting really hard on my tail and it felt like he had a point to prove. I'd finally found a spot in the passing parade and was enjoying minimal dust so was reluctant to let anyone pass. Selfish of me but... just to side track for a moment but what do you need for a bike race- two bikes! We have just crested this pretty cool hill and are heading down the other side, rapidly. There is a definite pathway through the debri on the track and it weaves around a pile of roots and rocks. I thought OK and took the berg in a dead straight line down the hill. I never heard from him again. There would be a row of 10 bikes slowly crawling down the only marked track. I'd just pull out, pick a safe spot so the overtaken rider doesn't freak & crash and cruise past. What fun. Knowing that the rougher the line the smoother and more predictable the ride. It's weird or I still need more experimentation with the clickers but at trail bike speeds mine beats me to death unless I pick a real rough line. But for the first time ever on a husaberg I managed to bottom both front and rear suspension!
Have I ever mentioned how good I thought Husabergs were?
A great ride, great people and a great weekend.
Thanks to all and thanks for reading-
Cheers Phil.
Have read a few reports on dirtbikeworld.net too, sounds like it was a good one (apart from the ubiquitous dust). :lol: