TurboMinivan
Still plays with cars
- Location
- Lehi, UT
As we all saw in the other thread, jeeper had a small problem when his motorcycle decided to ride off down the mountainside without him on it. He sent out the call for help, and Ryan (dash) and I decided to answer it. No, we didn't know the victim personally... but he is a fellow member of RME, and that makes him family enough for us to want to lend a hand.
We hadn't seen any news or updates, so Ryan and I decided we would just head up to Forest Lake and see who or what we found. We were perhaps 2/3 of the way up the actual Forest Lake trail when we encountered two dirt bikes on the way down. I was in the lead of the two Jeeps, so I stopped to chat with the lead dirt bike to ask if he had seen anything up at the lake. It turns out the man I had stopped was jeeper.
All four of us chatted together and came up with a plan. Since the 'dead' bike was sitting alone at the lake, we decided to leave the two good bikes right here next to the trail. Ryan and I then each took on one passenger and we headed up to the lake. Once we got there, what was waiting for us on the far side? Just this little guy:
At first glance, it didn't look very bad. From certain angles, though, the damage was more apparent:
Ryan was very generous--or perhaps it was just that he wasn't concerned about the cleanliness of his interior--and he offered to let us load the bike into his Jeep. I considered making a joke about stuffing 10 pounds of crap in a 5-pound bucket, but then I realized that's what we'd be doing if we tried to load the bike into my Jeep... so I said nothing.
It actually went in pretty well. After a quick bit of magic that turned a rope into a series of knots, things seemed to be relatively secure. With that, we gently set off down the trail. Ryan asked me to take a few photos, but trying to simultaneously drive and take photos results in, well, blurry photos.
Everything went without a hitch, and we soon arrived at their truck parked by the Forest Lake turnoff. Once all three bikes were loaded into the Dakota, we all headed for home.
We hadn't seen any news or updates, so Ryan and I decided we would just head up to Forest Lake and see who or what we found. We were perhaps 2/3 of the way up the actual Forest Lake trail when we encountered two dirt bikes on the way down. I was in the lead of the two Jeeps, so I stopped to chat with the lead dirt bike to ask if he had seen anything up at the lake. It turns out the man I had stopped was jeeper.
All four of us chatted together and came up with a plan. Since the 'dead' bike was sitting alone at the lake, we decided to leave the two good bikes right here next to the trail. Ryan and I then each took on one passenger and we headed up to the lake. Once we got there, what was waiting for us on the far side? Just this little guy:
At first glance, it didn't look very bad. From certain angles, though, the damage was more apparent:
Ryan was very generous--or perhaps it was just that he wasn't concerned about the cleanliness of his interior--and he offered to let us load the bike into his Jeep. I considered making a joke about stuffing 10 pounds of crap in a 5-pound bucket, but then I realized that's what we'd be doing if we tried to load the bike into my Jeep... so I said nothing.
It actually went in pretty well. After a quick bit of magic that turned a rope into a series of knots, things seemed to be relatively secure. With that, we gently set off down the trail. Ryan asked me to take a few photos, but trying to simultaneously drive and take photos results in, well, blurry photos.
Everything went without a hitch, and we soon arrived at their truck parked by the Forest Lake turnoff. Once all three bikes were loaded into the Dakota, we all headed for home.
