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Postby Tawmass » Thu Jun 16, 2005 9:21 am

Perhaps I haven't mentioned it before, but we've been doing this gig for a number of years now and we keep building up the list of repeat customers. Throughout those years, there seems to be a bunch of you hardcores that just plain add to our fun and keep us motivated into continuing putting on the events and trudging along on the usual hassles with the USFS, ODF, and other landowners.

One particular thing I wanted to mention is that alot of you do some very funny things on your entry forms. Some of the comments about "How did you hear of this event?" just about have me on the floor! To go along with that, the question about "Age" and "Actual age" just goes to show that most of you are huge liars! :lol:

There are other little things, like Don Weeks just sent in his entry with his return address label that included a black dog - very cool! Vernon Wade is quite the artist with his drawings too. BUT, the all time, continuing belly roll entry is that crazy Lee Riddle. He doesn't just fill out the form, he proceeds to write epic stories of past rides in a full-page circle (you have to rotate the paper to read it) that fills the entire paper. I need to scan and post one of his entries for others to enjoy too.

Thanks to all for continuing to keep it fun, and isn't that what it's all about?
-Tom
You don't stop riding because you grow old, you grow old because you stop riding.
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ah sucks, gollie Jeepers

Postby Bonnie Meadowes » Fri Jun 17, 2005 4:05 pm

Gosh Tawm, I just like being a "repeat offender"
I mean "customer"
Your ride is always really fun, and so are the camping shenanigans
bin Rydin

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~some of My most memorable rides~

Postby Bonnie Meadowes » Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:50 pm

I think my first "BLack Dawg" was maybe your third?
we camped in Doug Fir Glen and it rained big time
I had my 83 XR 200 orange thang with the front fender tounge and eye balls, oh those were the daze before greenz
my 88 toyota with canopy
and one little blue tarp, and some bailing twine for a "roof"
you took us through Mc Cubbins and into Wamik? for lunch
I had just bought a waterproof Malcome Smith waterproof endero jacket
it held roughly 2 gallons of water in each arm that day
and my engine looked as big as an XR 350
with all the horse manure from barlow roads wagon train re enactment
stickin to the coolin finz
I remember rideing behind two hot shot youngins
right on their tails
they kept sayin "you want to go first?"
i kept sayin, "no you are faster, go ahead"
little did they understand i was useing them as debth gages
they must have been totally submerged 10 times each that morning
oh the Barlow can have some deep spots, you know

the next morning I remember cooking up some big java
and pealing on my wet moldy gear
and turning up that creek road with the cabins
where the asphalt has moss
then in turned into gravel and i was fully wet
Yo Bin (i said) you aint bin to see bonnie meadowes yeti

one year I had just bought a virgin 1996 XR250, and was out on my second ride when Tawmmy put us up Box trail backwards
hellow howdy a bunch of ferkin rocks pushed my "brand new" oil line to the case
(i got a bash plate as soon as I got home)
fortuneite like, som,eone was up the trail singing
"Its only a hundred more feet of hell"

and like a fool, i took my bike off its "center stand" iraq ("a rock")
and dawgged it up the pile...
i pogged it through a buNch o'rocks and then found a buch o' blow down logs

lifes like that, i swear...

a few years ago ol bonnie bin Rydin was up on Gumjeac
flaillin around on some refrozen off camber snowpack
pickin up the pieces, as so to speak...
along came rODNIE sMITH ? riding double with his wife on the back
throwin rooster tails of snow ~high~
you just never know what you will get...

another "memoral" tyme I was putzin around Mc Cubbins again
old Tawmy had hung GREEN RIBBON on all the young GREEN PINE TREES
you knave, I only had a two gallon tank
I saw a lot of Mc Cubbins (i was never supposed to see)
but gravity eventually
brought me down
where
Chuck Sun was cookin lunch

Then there was the time where the roll chart said
"gas it up hill, cross road and gas it uphill"
it said that three times in a row
i was so busy "gassing it uphill and crossing road" i never got a chance
to move the roll chart
the last time i gassed it uphill and crossed a road
i just barely made it...
then i came to a five way split
and NO ONE was there...
I slowly went back
I found one rider
it was CHUCK SUN
i did not know who he was
but he had done the same thing i had...
i hads a smoke
the turn
was 7 feet under where we were talkin
kind of obsqure, but the roll chart was correct...

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then there was the ride where

Postby Bonnie Meadowes » Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:11 pm

Mount Hood kept popping up everytime I reached altitude
that was a very seanik ride, i must say
i miss those pre lunch bike trails...

a couple of times we went over some really siuouse sand trails
you just start swaying with the rythum
and then you notice this big 45 degree angle ridgid water bar spike
too late to slow down
turns out it is a rubber flange
and you get to live
"but who knew?"

a couple of years ago i got a good sunday start
(why, i will never understand?)
i only had one trail marker in front of me, i think Mike bell
no dust.......................
i went up to the first lookout, had a smoke or two, clicked a couple shots
went back down to the reset
and some guy from massachucets or some where? He had come into your camp by total accident
earlyer in the week
bypassed the lookout
and blew on ahead of me
i chased him for 17 miles
then my resetable odometer quit workin
i rode the rest of the day following the dust
of those crazy dudes from Wenachie Washington
YO bad Boyes, you blue YZF atzies
follow my dust if you can
i gotz a new odo

but I must confess, the year we rode to bonnie meadowes
was simply
the best~

ruding so close to oblivion on the right side cliff
and to come down to the lake
and though the bog
no one else was there

it was a purfect T ~ rip

so Tawm

THANK YOU, my fiend...
you and your black dawg hound
snort those trails up for us
we keep a coming back

tell DaNNo my GPSin sence
well lets just say

loose nutz,,, OK
Wheely

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on an other "luride" ride ~

Postby Bonnie Meadowes » Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:54 pm

back when the XR 217.5 cc was my mode operando
i was feeling perticular koccky like
i think it was after lunch perhaps when
my old joy stick stuck big time

we were on some no gravel earth road
somewhere aroung gumjack
i was blasting away obliviouse
then noticed a downed tree

it was two feet in the air
i bound my drum brakes
then let go
i lived, and as stupid as i am, felt hero
in my viens

so i charged on
showing what an XR 217.5 could do in the hands of a fool
i passed a bunch of responiple riders
and on my last pass

landed in a corner of hard trenched
cross camber crossweave
with big getoff potential

standing up and danceing
i rode it out
only to appologize to the poor rider i cut off in mid air
we clacked barz, it was intence
at the next check point
100 feet away...

its that place where you parallel the wilderness on top of Gumjuak

i think after i adjusted me britches, as we might say
i rode over a board on a tire at the checkpoint
gathered up my zero pointz
and took a straight ahead left down gumjuak
yah who snow melt
and toddled my way back to camp

one other memmorable instance was riding with Mike Bell from Washington State

now here is a dude who can take serious abuse
we got in some dust pack after the powerline climb
and diced toward the barlow threw, arond the gate
dust was havok, rideing over our heads
up up the barlow we went
mike in the lead

a good sized log o wood 24 inches by 5 feet
was mikes defeet
i asked if he was alright
he said he was
we rode on the rest of the day
and you all saw the bruse that night

purple hamberger thie
it one the prize ~ that year
he flipped on a corner log later that day
again in dust
mike you are
wireder than i

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winkin blinkin and nouge

Postby Bonnie Meadowes » Fri Jun 17, 2005 11:44 pm

down the pathway you come
with tubes blown and rims bent
rim lockes cast away

you look like a dust monkey racoon
your face powdercoated like
goggle like you rode a dog
perhaps you need some grogge?

danno stitch you up
send you right way

back before you went?

dropping spark plugs into cans
weaving as slowly as you can go

this is the black dawg

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Postby lovalljm » Thu Jun 23, 2005 7:42 pm

Tom: No funny things from me. I don't know how you are going to put on the "Black Dog" this year. I will not be there. It will not be the same. George is going to be there tho, and he will be lonely so watch out for him. All kidding, I will miss this ride. I don't think I told you, but, the grandson that we raised is graduating from the Marine boot camp on Friday July 8th and we are flying out on the 7th to support him in this. Take care we will be at the Lobos ride this Saturday. Jim Loveall


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