The following is a true story, only the names have been changed to protect the guilty.

Sunday, November 23, 2014


This past summer I got a call from Best in Schow. It went something like "hey, my boy will take us to an abandoned building and show us around". I was a little hesitant since he wanted to go in daylight and I don't really like doing urban exploration in buildings, I prefer underground. On the other hand I was passively asking to go a couple weeks previous and I don't like to pass up an opportunity.

going up

No Thanks 

  We met at B.I.S.'s house and rode our bikes to Lavender Town, locked up our bikes, and made the final approach on foot. My initial nervousness was replaced with amazement as soon as we got inside. There was lots of graffiti and the entire complex was well traveled. We made our way to the roof for an amazing view a couple hours before sunset. We didn't spend too much time in the building and headed out after we felt like we saw enough of it.

going down
  Not wanting the fun to end, BIS's son suggested a couple other sites nearby. We were game for it and rode on the bikes to the next location. There were three separate buildings, all in terrible shape. I'm guessing they will all be torn down soon, so it was cool to see them before they're gone.
This must be what the end of the world looks like 

I don't think this will ever be renovated 

 11th WUNDR 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Off Highway Motorcycle

We rode about 45 miles this day..G Man had at least 10 more than the rest of us by doing laps around the parking area 
 After our family trip with the moto-bikes, I was kind of on a roll and wanted to keep it going with multiple trips up to the same area. I had just gotten my bike out of the garage and was feeling good about twisting a throttle after a couple years of mothballing it.  G Man had just gotten his OHM youth training out of the way and had a new bike. I wanted to get him out and do some real riding before the trails closed for the year and/or the weather got nasty.


A little deeper than he thought 

This was nice and clean
  My friends, Best in Schow, and Vandy just got their Yamaha Big Wheels trail worthy so it took very little arm twisting to get them to take a day off of work to go ride. G Man was excited to get a day off of school as well. We choose Wednesday, which turned out to be a fantastic, warm, sunny day in October.  So, with all the bikes loaded up early in the morning we headed north to Nemadji State Forest. that a hand gun on the table?

I don't really like taking pics of food but this was soooooo   good
 There are many single track,two track, and fast, open roads up there to get lost on. I've been there  a half a dozen times, but still can't make any sort of judgment as to where I am once I get going. Not knowing your way around up there just means you may have to ride longer, which is not a problem when all you have to do is twist the throttle. Our group of four spent the first part of the day on some twisty, rough single track, and then backtracked all of it to try and find a lost GPS unit. We never found it, but ended up back at the vehicles around 1PM to cook some lunch.
Best in Schow

  The second half of the day was much less technical and fast. We hit mostly the two track 4-wheeler trails and the logging roads. We all had a ton of fun and G Man proved himself a worthy rider. I was very impressed with his ability and thrilled that I could do something this awesome with my oldest son. It was one of those times that I thought would never be a reality while changing diapers and feeding him that nasty stuff out of a baby food jar. I've had a lot of these kinds of moments with all of my boys, they are growing into some fine young adventurers and I am grateful to be experiencing all of it with them. I was fun to ride with my homies as well, even though one of those big wheels nearly broke my ankle.
Motorcycle Gang 

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Kettle River Sampler

Coffee...check    Monster....check
We're all good
 Sometimes I feel guilty about not using certain items in my collection of gear. Most recently it's been the pack-raft, I love this thing. The summer was so busy with all sorts of other fun stuff that I really didn't get out on it(except 1 time that was freakin' awesome..... I'll write about that later).

I never get tired of seeing a bike strapped on my raft, although it paddles much better without it

 So........When ArcFlash and myself were making plans for the Winter Camping Symposium we decided to throw the rafts in the van so we could use them on Sunday before returning home. Very close to the spot we camped for the weekend was the Kettle River. I've never been on the river but have heard scary stories about the Devil's Kettle and other dangerous rapids running through Banning State Park. The six mile section we choose was miles north of Banning, had no rapids and was close to the Munger Trail that we would use to get back to our vehicle. Just a little south was a temping section that listed many class 1 and 2 rapids.

We risked all.......and won !

Stopped to check out an abandoned building....some call this Urban X, except this is far from an urban setting 
  Since the water was cold, and I didn't have my dry-suit we stuck to the easy flat water. The river level was low and we would be carrying bikes so I'm sure it would not have been as much fun as it would be in the spring or after a heavy rain.  It took us about two hours to get back on land after we shoved off. The short trip was on a very nice fall day and was a good way to round off the weekend


Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Dirt Bikes and Firearms

Beautiful fall day
 As the title suggests.... Mid October, the family van was headed north with five dirt bikes and as many guns. My dad has a small retreat, comfortably suitable for two on 10 acres but we would jam five of us into the little cabin. On the plus side, it's clean, bug free, heated and we can cook in it.....perfect!  We don't go there very often so when we arrived it was nice to see the building was still there.

G man's new bike ...Thanks StCroixTroy 

I got these squirrel targets for Super Y..he hates squirrels since one tried to kill him a few years ago with the Plague 

 We didn't have any big plans for the weekend except to mess around on the bikes, shoot some guns and eat. We arrived on Friday night.... late ,with the only concrete goal for the next day to sleep-in. After breakfast I unloaded the the bikes and we all messed around trying to wear-in some trails by repeated passes. The terrain is so rough up there we didn't get too far but enjoyed it none the less.
loading the clip 

This kicks way harder than the 22 and it's too long for him, so he got an assist 
  Later in the afternoon we got the guns out and shot off about 150 rounds with the 22's. These are so scarce now I didn't want to use much more than that. We also had a couple pellet guns and one single shot 20ga that was my first gun at the age of 13. Although this one kicks much more noticeably, the kids liked it the most because it shows way more damage when a target is hit.
you lookin at me ?   sucka 

 The next day we all slept in again, ate and packed up early. Nearby, in the town of Moose Lake are the Soo Pits, an off-road motorized playground. G Man just got himself a DR-Z 110 the week before, passed his OHM (off hiway motorcycle) safety test, and was itching to really test it out. Up until now, the boys have only been able to ride in the yard at home. This is fun and all, but very small in relation to the range the motorcycle can cover. The two younger brothers , Super Y and Big D have not gotten their safety certificates to ride public land and their bikes are not legal since they are cheap pieces of junk from china, and don't have spark arrestors, so they had to sit this portion out.

Soo Pits

  Lynn was also out riding in the pits with her TTR 125, it was good to see her using the bike, it has barley seen the light of day from the back of the garage since we had kids. We messed around for a couple hours and packed up, grabbed a nice late lunch in town and headed home....... Brrrrap
Super Y and Big D occupied their time with agate hunting at the pits 

I told him to go through the mud...kept it clean instead 
   P.S.... this is the last time you will ever see brrrapp used again on this blog.  2 stroke dirt bikes make that sound, mountain bikes do not.