...yeah, mud. You never get too old for mud.

I'm fortunate enough to have a little room for a small dirt bike track. Coming to the sport later in life has, if anything, only made it that much more joyous to me. Thing about dirt bikes is they're made for...dirt. When it rains, as you may have noticed of late, here and there, dirt becomes mud.

Well, I get cranky if I go more than a day without riding and this afternoon I'd had enough of this rain business, so, I take a few easy, gentle little laps. Avoiding the puddles, easy through the turns. And then...a little faster, a little quick over the bumps, maybe just kinda goose it through some water...another trip around...then another and I'm going through all of the mud, over all the jumps, speeding up, getting air, mud is flying off the tires, I'm getting grooved, landing in the soup, back and forth across the creek and, well, a few laps became two hours and me and the bike were...brown. And I was little kid again and my shoes were sopping wet. And my shirt. And my...everything. :yahoo:

See, because I was just gonna take a few easy turns, I didn't gear up. I'm wearing tennis shoes, shorts and a t shirt. And everything is brown!!!

Anyway, just got the machine cleaned and lubed, wash started, and out of the shower, beers washing down and, well, I just wanted to celebrate...mud.

Mud. ####, yeah! :buddies:

Sounds like fun, Larry......enjoy your new passion.

Nothing like getting dirty ..:yay:

:buddies: Here's to mud and dirt bikes!

...yeah, mud. You never get too old for mud.

I'm fortunate enough to have a little room for a small dirt bike track. Coming to the sport later in life has, if anything, only made it that much more joyous to me. Thing about dirt bikes is they're made for...dirt. When it rains, as you may have noticed of late, here and there, dirt becomes mud.

Well, I get cranky if I go more than a day without riding and this afternoon I'd had enough of this rain business, so, I take a few easy, gentle little laps. Avoiding the puddles, easy through the turns. And then...a little faster, a little quick over the bumps, maybe just kinda goose it through some water...another trip around...then another and I'm going through all of the mud, over all the jumps, speeding up, getting air, mud is flying off the tires, I'm getting grooved, landing in the soup, back and forth across the creek and, well, a few laps became two hours and me and the bike were...brown. And I was little kid again and my shoes were sopping wet. And my shirt. And my...everything. :yahoo:

See, because I was just gonna take a few easy turns, I didn't gear up. I'm wearing tennis shoes, shorts and a t shirt. And everything is brown!!!

Anyway, just got the machine cleaned and lubed, wash started, and out of the shower, beers washing down and, well, I just wanted to celebrate...mud.

Mud. ####, yeah! :buddies:
Mig will be there 2 hours after reading this post to get her mud fix...

Mig will be there 2 hours after reading this post to get her mud fix...

Girls don't like mud. Mud is for boys!!!

Mig will be there 2 hours after reading this post to get her mud fix...

I think she's already on her way. :ohwell:

So you do have a pressure washer by now right? :lol:

My brothers and I have had some of great times racing at my dad's track with the minis in the mud!

Girls don't like mud. Mud is for boys!!!

Silly boy. Women buy mud by the truckloads. I need directions.

Silly boy. Women buy mud by the truckloads. I need directions.

Boys don't buy mud. We ARE mud. :evil:

So you do have a pressure washer by now right? :lol:

My brothers and I have had some of great times racing at my dad's track with the minis in the mud!

Yup!

It dawned on me one day that my pesticide sprayer had an attachment I'd never tried. Viola!!!!! :buddies:

Boys don't buy mud. We ARE mud. :evil:

Must be why women like men. :shrug: I wanted to build a mud pit in the south forty but got shot down for a putting green. :ohwell:

Must be why women like men. :shrug: I wanted to build a mud pit in the south forty but got shot down for a putting green. :ohwell:

Surround the putting green with mud. :shrug:

Surround the putting green with mud. :shrug:

That's where the horseshoes are going aka a sand trap. :bawl: I think I'll just surround the house instead and make a track. :dance:

That's where the horseshoes are going aka a sand trap. :bawl: I think I'll just surround the house instead and make a track. :dance:
build a shooting range into it while youre at it please :smile:

Must be why women like men. :shrug: I wanted to build a mud pit in the south forty but got shot down for a putting green. :ohwell:

are you serious? no putting green? :cds:

build a shooting range into it while youre at it please :smile:
If she puts in a shoot range, I'm moving in.

I had the softest crash of my brief, yet eventful career today.

I don't have the balls to go over the big jump yet, so, I have a bypass that goes THROUGH the mud istead of over the mud and I come down the hill, moving pretty good, and I sit back and jump on the gas and #### starts flying everywhere and I musta hit something under the mud or in the creek because it sent me dead left with all my mo going straight ahead and I came off like a sack o' taters and, well, if your gonna come all the way off and fly through the air, I totally recommend landing in deep, soupy, mud!!!

:lol:

If she puts in a shoot range, I'm moving in.

We discussed it, no shooting range, due to our closeness to :gossip:. Going to be a crossbow, compound bow target range instead.