DAMN that sucks that someone put up barbed wire in riding areas especially without hanging VERY visable markers.... that is just evil (unless you were riding on someone else's land without permission).

 

Hmm.. Sounds like a treehugger to me.

 

I dont do stupid crap (I wish) But anyways, the stuff my buddy trippy does will make you all laugh. He has a 96 Bayou 300 beat to ****. The setting is the royalton ravine, Jumps hills everything imagineable in a small area, hes showing off jumping jumps, now there is a jump that you must fly between two trees before you land..... he hit this jump at about 40 mph, and nailed the tree at a 40 ddegree angle. When we got back to my house we tipped his fourwheeler up to find that her bent the chassis straight down the middle, I heated that thing up for about an hour and used my massive 50 lb crowbar and that thing wouldnt budge.

We have interstate powerlines that go every where and we are riding and doing about 40 mph, right were you cross between the two towers there is a 1 ft high bump, trippy not paying attention hits this bump, sneds the fourwheeler flying into a 360 in the air and him into some swamp S**T.

Thats all for now, gotta save some for later.

 

<< DAMN that sucks that someone put up barbed wire in riding areas especially without hanging VERY visable markers.... that is just evil (unless you were riding on someone else's land without permission). >>



Haha. Reminds me of a time I was riding in an unfamiliar area in kentucky. I saw something shiny going across the trail that just didn't look right. Luckily I slowed down in time to see that it was in fact barbed wire pulled tight across the trail as if someone wanted to booby trap it. I drove around it and while I did I saw someone hiding behind a tree about 150 feet away. I drove out of sight and turned my quad off. I walked back and snuck up on that person. Lets just say he ended up tied to a tree and I ended up putting some of his turf in his face.

 

I went around a blind right hander, came face to grill with a pickup truck, swerved to the inside, still hit the bumper with the right rear tire, tore the rear axle halfway off. The best thing was, I was OK. The worst thing I was in Bolivia, South America!

 

Those damn tree hugging hippies.........even if I was one I couldn't
have the heart to put up barbed wire. And then SIT BY AND WATCH IT HAPPEN??? I'm glad I live in redneckville Mississippi,cuz no tree huggerz downhere. They'd be killed by the redneck gang.



Icav

 

A couple of years ago on my first trip to the dunes[Spinreal Oregon coast] to make a long story shot I cleared the top of a dune I thought was flat, it dropped about five feet. The ranger measured 50ft from the top to where I landed,the Warrior I was riding landed on top of me. After a 4wd ambulance got me to the hospital I found out the ball of my left shoulder was broken off the rest of my arm.OUCH!!! Then I got to sleep sitting up for three months. I seem to be a little more cautious these days