High Desert Trip
The day after Christmas Shannon’s sister and family (husband and 4 boys) came to town pulling a Toy Box trailer full of 2 quads and 5 motorcycles. The next day, along with Shannon’s brother Dave, his two kids and their Christmas quad and motorcycle, we headed off to Johnson Valley which is a huge tract of BLM land ~25 miles this side of Barstow. Final tally: 3 dads, 7 boys, 2 girls, 3 quads and 7 motorcycles. It was a blast!! When we got there it was FREEZING cold and windy. We set up camp, rode for a while, then built a fire and had steak and potatoes for dinner. We watched Harry Potter 5, then went to bed. I slept in the Campervan. The propane heater kept it at a comfy 70 degrees while it dipped below freezing outside. I put nobby tires on my KLR 650. It is better suited to street riding, but it performed admirably on some pretty rugged trails. I bashed the skid plate pretty hard several times and at some point I smashed a bracket that connects the rear brake pedal to the frame. Should be an easy fix. At the end of a 20 mile ride we had a “race” across a dry lake bed. I got up to 70 mph and held it there while Don caught up to me and blew by at 90 mph on his new Yamaha WR450F. I thought about assuming an aero position and chasing him, but passed on that idea. Dylan loved shooting his new pellet gun and riding his cousin’s Honda 80s. Gavin launched his rocket that he got last spring and loved flying around on Hannah’s quad. Grace’s riding was limited to a short ride on my bike with me. She was all about archery and watching movies on this trip. I told her I would pay her $2 if she could hit a box with an arrow. Seemed like a safe bet, but she quickly got the hang of it and I had to cap her payout at $10. The weather improved over the next two days. We climbed a pretty sizeable peak with the boys. Back home the ladies shopped, went out to eat, went to movies, built furniture, hung paintings and relaxed.