Go fast, jump stuff, be a kid

Driving home from riding the enduro trails last weekend I got to thinkin’. I just couldn’t understand what would make someone prefer that sort of riding over flat out haulin’ ass. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not baggin’ on those guys. If that’s the sort of thing that blows their skirt up then more power to ‘em. But I just don’t understand it. I mean I think that trials riding on a real trials bike would be ok. But going slow on a bike intended to go fast is just strange to me. It doesn’t handle right, it’s not geared right, etc… What’s even more confusing is the way they leave the trees so close together. What the hell is up with that? Here’s the way I see it, there are millions of roller coasters all over the world that, if you ask me, basically replicate riding motocross. (fast banked turns, big drops, long uphills....that's moto) You don’t find any carnival rides that replicate trying to fit a motorcycle between 2 trees that aren’t as wide as your bars.

So anyway I get to thinking about all of the different reasons folks start riding. What makes folks specialize in one form of riding or another? That got me to thinking about what inspired me to dig the kind of riding that I do? Then it came to me…

The Dukes of Hazzard. Yep. Without a doubt. Every Friday night I was glued to the TV. There were all those killer roads with so much flow and the dirt always looked primo. I always dug the optional roads too. They’d be haulin’ ass along and come to a fork in the road with some rustic old “under construction” sign to crash through. That, of course, led to a demolished bridge with the perfect mound of dirt in front of it. There were also the short cuts and those short cuts inevitably had to do with jumping something. Never was there a “technical” shortcut that required them to fold their mirrors in.

I was hoping to come across more pics of the roads but only found this:

You can see off in the distance the cool looking road they’re gonna haul ass down. There aren’t any rocks that they’ve gotta slow down for and crawl over with the clutch pushed in half the time. There aren’t any trees for ‘em to barely fit the General Lee through. Hell no. Bo is gonna land that thing like a sack of shit, keep his foot in it, rail some cool corners, and then get back to the farm to nail Daisy before Cooter’s dirty ass does. And don’t get on a soapbox here about them being related. I mean if you can repeatedly jump a ’69 Dodge Charger like a CRF450 then you can sex up your smokin’ hot cousin with no repercussions. Right?

Now that I think about it, that is basically what Chicken Creek has turned into. It’s a real life version of Hazzard County. Yeah there are a couple of motocross layouts but there are trails too. And those trails are more like the roads in Hazzard County than some tight and twisty “technical” bullshit. There’s a lot more to come on the trail side of CC. For those trails you can expect some “bridge out” signs followed by the required creek jumps and some optional “shortcuts past the old mill.”

Maybe we should build a Boar’s Nest….

-Buddy