Took the kids riding today. Loaded up ,on the road no problem, hit a major pothole on the gravel road to the riding area and dumped the bikes. I was barely moving and I use wheelchocks and good tiedowns but there you go.

Part way through the day I noticed my speedo isn't working must have buggered the cable.

My son proceeds to clear rocks exhaust first on his 50, nice roaring 2 stroke with an exhaust flange leak ( looks like I can hammer it ala Homer Simpson " I'll smash it good! ). He says " Dad I have an upgrade" Reminds me of the Civic drivers with coffee can exhausts.

Finally after unloading I pick up the trailer tongue to run it into it's spot beside the garage and lift it too high popping off the three clearance lights on the rear.

Time for a cold one.

My daughter gave me a birthday card today:

" BEER making fatherhood tolerable ever since they invented kids"

 

Sounds like your daughter is wise to the world already. Beer, Proof that god loves us and wants us to be happy. Benjamin franklin. Buzz use ratchet straps to tie the bikes down, and a wheel nest. Took the bike to florida in february and didn't have to retighten it once.

 

Beer:

Breakage:

Riding with your kids: !!

Some of the best memories I have of my dad are riding our dirtbikes in the abandoned gravel pits near our house, then coming home and fixing all the stuff we (well, my brother and I...) broke together.

 

[sm=exactly.gif]and remember:a bad day riding is better then a good day at work"

 

Breaking and riding go hand in hand. Going out to the shop now to putter and see what I can do.
Like the repair shop hourly rate sign,

" To fix what you tried to fix yourself $ 200.00/hour".

 

Sorry to hear about your bad luck Buzz,wheel nests are really cheap and hold em where youwant em.

 

Beer good, after, kids priceless, I buried my son, no beer involved.

 

[&o]sorry to hear that, I can not even begine to imagine.

 

Hokie, I have wheel nests/chocks whichever you call 'em. Just a bad pothole amid a sea of potholes an unsprung trailer and they went. My daughters bike whipsawed over and knocked into my 250 which dumped on my son's bike. I watched it in the rear view mirror at walking speed.

I pulled my son's exhaust off and tried to straighten the flange with a vise and hammer. It'll have to go to my buddy's welding shop later in the week. I pulled off my speedo cable, guess it kinked when the bike went over and broke inside. I'll hit the dealer up on Tuesday.

I have to work tomorrow, I'll ride there and back but no dirt for me I guess. You guys go play outside.

 

Holly SHI%!! My worst nightmare! I hope that never happens to me.I feel for you! How on earth do you cope with something that catastrophic! I am so sorry for your misfortune.