Rough start to the season so far. I went out for Camp Razr/Halloween weekend to get the RV and storage all settled - a dry run before the big show. I never unloaded the car and just worked the ASA booth all weekend, helping them out in the eye of the storm. I did manage to make it to the Town Pump in Westmoreland for a Brandt Beef Ribeye that may have been the best steak I've had in 10+ years.
Came out the following weekend to prep for Veterans and had to work on the issues I had identified the previous weekend... a trip to Brawley first thing to replace a pair of group 31 batts that had died. Spent Monday that week on a 6 hr rescue mission, 3 wheeling a 2 seat canam out to pad 5 for a flatbed retrieval - made it to steak night in Armarosa though and enjoyed a great steak and the meat sweats. Rest of the week was spent with very little riding, a lot of wrenching, and a couple of bottles of good whiskey. The weekend comes and things are going great and according to plan until someone in camp (Gearhead from the old board) let's us know that his car is at the swingset and now it's dark... Friday night before the big show I should have deferred but someone needed to lead a nightride to the swingset and yall know I cant pass up a good nightride :lol: Got back waaaaay too late and started stressing about the next day. Saturday comes and an hour late getting out of camp, the ride out turns into a shitshow, stressed af ...but we eventually made it and pulled off a decent event.
On the way back to camp from the ceremony the shitshow continued and I'd had enough, got a little hot, and took my eye off the ball for one second - BAM - stuffed it into a hole. It was a good hit - seat belts locked and still haven't released yet :bangin: Front end was toast, sent everyone back to camp, called the snow cat and they were already booked for the rest of the day. Luckily we had someone in camp that, while not familiar with G is 110% on rescues ...dude was cool as a cucumber the whole 6 hours we snatched it from the dunes. It had to be towed the whole way, couldn't 3 wheel drive it... and no seat belts down some 40' dunes was fun... but we made it back to camp at 9pm from the ceremony. Too upset to eat, had some Johny black and a cigar and called it a night... spent the next day just packing up and finally out of G at 2pm, had to two everything home for now and season is over until the car is back together.
chit. Absolute chit.
