Black Dog getting squeezed out of Mt. Hood National Forest?

the trail beside
spinning heads about the line
db exhasusted sniffers
endangered flowers all over the place

growing upon the rock spire at Gumjuach

an endangered rock was thrown
it spun and displaced

the reintroduction

of grizzlie bears
to your home place

(coming soon)
bin Riden calls bin Rydin for a "lunch break"

bin Ryden should o' been hidin'
When this Sweepster came down the road,
Lost and burnin' daylight, much to my delight
The smokin', clankin' 250's pulling such a load.
"Whoa! Black Dogger the course's up yonder
unless you're heading back to town."
He was dazed and confused with the chart, unamused,
'Till we noticed he was readin' upside down.

the chart holder was sideaways dann o~
you get a lower center of gravity that way~ they say
proven to quiken turning radius, if you turn (i cant remember which way)
plus more low sides
and less high sides

my left arm can astest to that

Don Ivan assures me roll charts should go ass backwards
but i never could follow his charts either

never mynd~ lets just ride
and break hard for any temporary halluinigeations
(like you "sweeping thingabobbies")
that come around and go "blah blah blah">>>>>"that way fool"
been there, done that, whats new

hey~ you get a lot more clapped out miles
in a day
if you don't know
which way you are goin
plus you have the added thrill factor
of running out of gas

and the bike might as well...

(just how does a clapped out 250 get up a hill?)
nevermind...

awe gollie tawms got the server space
but since the unfs might take note...

She It Fuulker Damer mon
i thought we were on the powerline
dares an A daisie trial a head mon ~ stairin at yah
beam me out of here scottie

i thought i were a real man
pushin up posies
long the daisy trail

iraq hit me
and spun me around
now i bin rydin a while
but the chart makes no sence

the birdies flyin round my helmuts twice
are covered with dust (but the butterflys are pretty)
danno comes flying round the corner
and points me
to the next available gas

weeze a A OK wid that,

what will they think up next
side hacks?

So~
ole Bonnie Bourdeaux (no relation worth talking about)
is up at "fish lake"
an he just run out of bait
saddly, he walks toward home place
then he spots this ole water moccison snake
wid a frog in its mouth
BB thinks "dems frogs are damn good bait"
so he sneeks up real slow like and grabs dat ole snake behind its head
so it can't strike
old bonnie pulls dat frog out of the moccicines mouth
and puts it right into his bait bucket
and he knows damn well this snake will be pissed
and it wraps itself tight around his arm
in a death grip
but BB, he got a "plan" up his sleave
he already thought this plum through
yes sir, he reaches back into his back coverall pocket
and he pulls out his flask o" white lightning
and he carefully slides his hand to open the venomouse snakes jaws
then he pours a good dollup of that mountain brew into its gullet
and the snake swallows
and soon dat ol snake looses its death grip on his arm
and falls to the ground , asleep like
ole BB chucks the varmit back into the bayuoo
and sits down a fishin
hookin that fresh frogie onto his fishin line
lifes good again, and he sets himself to relaxin
layin back upon the warm sandy river bank
till he is awakenened by this bumpin on his barefoot toe


lookin down



(no it was not the sweep crew sayin over der >>>>> U dumb scint)
instead it was...




dat damn poision snake again








wid TWO frogs

in its mouth

danno, i were just tryin to fetch you
you were the last sweeper after all
"come on" dude
its "only 365 more days"
to the next reallity check point

and i still have my un crashed lunch ticket
from upper hood river market
its a bit wrinkled up
i used it for a head gasket
who you calling clapped out?

oh poop, it might be me...

Ol' bin Rydin's quite a character for sure, I just can't understand how he
keeps making it back year after year. I know I'd have thrown in the towel
by now with the yearly disstractions that seem to be the norm for ol' bin!
Were ya pushin' posies or daisies? Too many Daisy trails can daze your trail for days and days.

Don't know if I like the snake story or the lunch ticket/ head gasket story
best they were both great!

Ride on ol' bin, your'e proof to the Greatness Of the old XR!

well i got back from that there black dawgy ride
my poor XR 250 pup, she nearly died
took her compression and got 5 PSI

so out came her swingarm pin
still covered with neverseeze from the last rebuild
all the bolts already know their way in and out of her frame
this will be rebuild numoro five, to her name

She will be fresh as a pup in a month
the folk at XRs Only say
(God, I hope they say that!!!)

Perhaps by the Pioneer ride?
Are you going to that Danno?

PS, I did look into a "newer" bike, and decided I really needed a BBR frame, a brand new CFR 230 Engine (XR200 with the electric start )
Of course the engine will need stroking, boring, caming,
and the second and third gear out of the TRL Reflex transmission
oh and a Baja Designs street legal kit.
Then I will need a GPS loaded with the voices of Sweep crews,
that automatically yells
"Lee you dolt ~ the trail is right in front of you"
"No, your other front"
and other nessesary directions

then I woke up and realized i had already shipped my engine off
and it will probably cost a lot less