Yep, MX400 I think he said.

 

nice, I need to bug my brother to get our dads 77 mx400 out of mothballs and clean her up some. A good strong running bike. Had better top end than my CR480 (seen a pic of a 480 in here as well).

 

Didn't take long for the bees to find the red bud. What a beautiful day and evening.

 

here ya go brian....
me, looking for a rock to skip, didnt even know he was taking my pic...


my CB thats has a new home now....

 

last ride on the CB..... This is actually the bowling alley from KINGPIN, where he lost his hand..

 

I'm still not quite sold on those HDRs. Personally I think those are overly processed. The photos are good, though, I like'm. They just look too cartoony for me due to the overly done HDR.

 

How about this one NB? He took it using his wide angle... its my garage. not too cartoony...

 

That's cool.

Here's a panaram I took yesterday at a Hare Scramble I raced in. This is the morning race, I raced the afternoon race. I was just experimenting really, I had more of a panorama but I did not leave enough overlap on the right and two photos got dropped otherwise you would see the first turn as well. Also, I need to hold the exposure lock for these so the camera doesn't change the settings if in a auto mode. All those little details to keep track of ...

 

Wow you guys got alot of leaves on the trees already... not so much up here... it was 29 this morning, scraped the ice off the windshield.

 

It was a perfect day yesterday. 70 degrees and not a cloud in the sky.

I did not have a particularly good race, though. The start was good, I think I was in 6th'ish or so, it's hard to tell in all that mayhem. And I held that pretty good for the first mile or so. Then right near the bottom of a steep uphill, I somehow got sideways, lost momentum, and the bike was wanting to fall toward the downhill side which was pretty steep. I quickly hopped off the bike on the downhill side and did everything I could to save it or at least push it over so it fell on the uphill side. It was a valiant effort, but the hill won in the end and it fell to the downward side. So I said to myself, "Self, not this **** again," thinking about the mud race at Devil's Ridge a few weeks before where I must have picked up my bike half a dozen times. At least I was still fresh at the beginning of the race, and hunkered down and hoisted the pig up and got it roughly pointed in the right direction. About this time the rest of the positions in my class all go flying by since we were still fairly tight being so close to the start. So I get sorted and get going, get up the hill with no more drama, then try to control the uncontrollable heart rate from the exertion of picking up the bike on the hill by taking it a little easy for a bit. I eventually recover and had a pretty good race after that. But it was a quick course, and by the time I got going again, I was only able to make up a few positions. I wasn't last, though, I did catch and pass a few, but I lost too much time on the hill so early everyone had too far a lead on me to make it up. I think I was 17th out of 22 at least. But even so, it was still a good time, the course was great, it was well laid out with a good variety - some nice fast flowing, some tighter stuff, great hill climbs, a few places with some gnarly roots and rocks, good traction on 95% of it, and hardly any dust.

So I didn't bring home any hardware this time, but still had fun.

Pre-Race:




Post-Race:




Loaded up and heading out. Note my new tires and rims, too.