Psh, who needs a workout?
Just go ride back country for the better part of the day. *falls over*
A group of us were supposed to meet up in Cassoday to depart for a day of riding the flint hills. Alas, only myself and one other guy showed up, but thankfully he was the organizer so he knew where to go. :P More after the cut.
Our first stop was Teterville. This used to be a small town thanks to the oil boom, but now nothing is left aside from a few pump jacks. You can find some foundations sitting here and there. The big attraction is Teter Rock. This rock used to serve as a landmark for traveler's back before there was even a need for oil. The original rock was used to build a house, but a new one takes it's place.
One of the reasons we stopped was because one of the wild stallion herds was in the area. Supposedly they used to run off. Now they just stand and stare from a distance.
It's about 10 feet tall. :P
We then departed North, ending up in an area full of winding roads that led to yet more pump jacks. Part of this involved a water crossing... my first water crossing. Thankfully, it was "only" a foot or so deep. I stalled my bike the first time across and managed to soak my riding boots. On the way back, I got more speed to keep that from happening again. Instead I caused a tidal wave that soaked me from the crotch down. Yay! After about 50 miles of riding, I was mostly dry. My boots never dried off throughout the day. :P
We made our way to another land mark, which sadly is now closed. This is one of a few stone arch bridges in the area. This one likely won't be around for much longer.
But it sure made a good run!
The rest of the day was just cruising the scenic backroads. Usually hitting minimum maintenance roads as much as possible. It ranged from clear gravel roads to rocky and rutted two track roads that required a crawl. Even a few dead ends. ¬.¬
But ultimately the day went very smoothly. I managed to log 250 miles in all. After rejetting the bike, it has ran great! Tons of power, but I need to take some shims out of the muffler as it is way too loud for this kind of use. Regardless, it does 80 mph with ease now. :]
Out of all of this, I have learned three things. One, take water crossings slowly. Two, I need a wider seat for my bike as my tailbone still hasn't forgiven me. Three, I need a luggage rack. Carrying a 20 lb backpack full of supplies all day has killed my shoulders. x.x
A group of us were supposed to meet up in Cassoday to depart for a day of riding the flint hills. Alas, only myself and one other guy showed up, but thankfully he was the organizer so he knew where to go. :P More after the cut.
Our first stop was Teterville. This used to be a small town thanks to the oil boom, but now nothing is left aside from a few pump jacks. You can find some foundations sitting here and there. The big attraction is Teter Rock. This rock used to serve as a landmark for traveler's back before there was even a need for oil. The original rock was used to build a house, but a new one takes it's place.
One of the reasons we stopped was because one of the wild stallion herds was in the area. Supposedly they used to run off. Now they just stand and stare from a distance.
It's about 10 feet tall. :P
We then departed North, ending up in an area full of winding roads that led to yet more pump jacks. Part of this involved a water crossing... my first water crossing. Thankfully, it was "only" a foot or so deep. I stalled my bike the first time across and managed to soak my riding boots. On the way back, I got more speed to keep that from happening again. Instead I caused a tidal wave that soaked me from the crotch down. Yay! After about 50 miles of riding, I was mostly dry. My boots never dried off throughout the day. :P
We made our way to another land mark, which sadly is now closed. This is one of a few stone arch bridges in the area. This one likely won't be around for much longer.
But it sure made a good run!
The rest of the day was just cruising the scenic backroads. Usually hitting minimum maintenance roads as much as possible. It ranged from clear gravel roads to rocky and rutted two track roads that required a crawl. Even a few dead ends. ¬.¬
But ultimately the day went very smoothly. I managed to log 250 miles in all. After rejetting the bike, it has ran great! Tons of power, but I need to take some shims out of the muffler as it is way too loud for this kind of use. Regardless, it does 80 mph with ease now. :]
Out of all of this, I have learned three things. One, take water crossings slowly. Two, I need a wider seat for my bike as my tailbone still hasn't forgiven me. Three, I need a luggage rack. Carrying a 20 lb backpack full of supplies all day has killed my shoulders. x.x