Infantry and Cavalry
Across the DMZ into the socialist paradise or Kim Jeong Il's playground.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Kang Won Kid #3
That this is gonna eat me. It was a HUGE moth.
Infantry and Cavalry
Across the DMZ into the socialist paradise or Kim Jeong Il's playground.
Infantry and Cavalry
Across the DMZ into the socialist paradise or Kim Jeong Il's playground.
North East Loop around the country.
Since Scott's been here two years and never been to the east coast, I took 3 days to floor him on what the Kangwon province has to offer in riding.
We blasted across the country on hwy 38 all the way to the east coast and stayed at a beach outside of Donghae. After much assorted mollusks, beer, soju and 3 cigars a piece we staggered back to the crappy inn we were staying at to grab a piece of the floor to awaken to cotton mouths and hangovers.
With the sun on our shoulders we streaked up the coast on hwy 7 to where I almost took my friend out with a wayward ignition cover that fell off my bike at 90 mph. It bounced up and wizzed by his head with mere inches to spare. We blasted up into Seoraksan park, God I love riding there, to where I would blast thru the curves as fast as my bike could take me. Where as Scotty was having a hard time riding because he was too busy in awe of the scenery. We made it to the top and said his hand was cramping up (one of many iraq IED injuries). Don't puss out on me now we have hours more hard mountain riding ahead of us. The rest of the day we jetted up to the Punch Bowl, looked across freedoms frontier into North Korea hoping that some nork jackass heard the roar from our bikes climbing the ridgeline on the DMZ. Turned and burned thru the mountains out to the Peace Dam and down into Chuncheon.
The ride home sucked because Monsoon rain hit all the way home. I being the either baddass I am or the biggest dumbass I am rode with no rain gearall the way home. Rain gear only delays when you get wet and keeps the water trapped inside your suit so I own none. No big deal, I just couldn't see worth a shit, I should have carried my 3/4 helmet with the visor since that's all I really need in a summer monsoon anyway (just so I can see where the hell I'm going).
We blasted across the country on hwy 38 all the way to the east coast and stayed at a beach outside of Donghae. After much assorted mollusks, beer, soju and 3 cigars a piece we staggered back to the crappy inn we were staying at to grab a piece of the floor to awaken to cotton mouths and hangovers.
With the sun on our shoulders we streaked up the coast on hwy 7 to where I almost took my friend out with a wayward ignition cover that fell off my bike at 90 mph. It bounced up and wizzed by his head with mere inches to spare. We blasted up into Seoraksan park, God I love riding there, to where I would blast thru the curves as fast as my bike could take me. Where as Scotty was having a hard time riding because he was too busy in awe of the scenery. We made it to the top and said his hand was cramping up (one of many iraq IED injuries). Don't puss out on me now we have hours more hard mountain riding ahead of us. The rest of the day we jetted up to the Punch Bowl, looked across freedoms frontier into North Korea hoping that some nork jackass heard the roar from our bikes climbing the ridgeline on the DMZ. Turned and burned thru the mountains out to the Peace Dam and down into Chuncheon.
The ride home sucked because Monsoon rain hit all the way home. I being the either baddass I am or the biggest dumbass I am rode with no rain gearall the way home. Rain gear only delays when you get wet and keeps the water trapped inside your suit so I own none. No big deal, I just couldn't see worth a shit, I should have carried my 3/4 helmet with the visor since that's all I really need in a summer monsoon anyway (just so I can see where the hell I'm going).
Monday, July 21, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
New loudness
Picked up some Paughco drags on Ebay last week. They sound awesome, when you let of the throttle they sound like a jake brake on a big diesel truck just barking away. I'm gonna have to make more changes to the bike since the springer is torture here riding around Korea. The roads are rough to say the least. They'll pave a road nice and flat and then tear it up a week later by digging it up and not backfilling it properly or even lay a correct road bed. I also have problems getting a brake to work right on the springer since it isn't strong enough to hold the brake to keep it from flexing and warping the rotor. Running without a front brake here is not an option. So this Friday I'll take some measurements to go back to a hydraulic front end. I think I'll go back to drag bars too.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Camp Humphreys 4th of July Freedom Fest
The Freedom Fest Ride and show was a fundraiser for the US Army Motorcycle Mentorship Program. We had a good turnout of clubs and independants between The Hump and Yongsan. Much thanks go out to SBU, Yongsan Road Dragons and Rough Riders MC.
Colleen (Prospect Randy's Daughter) and I getting ready to line up at the front.
The cops and I talking about my cop bike.
The womerns at the booth. L to R: Linda (My womerns), Sundee (Brother Jon's wife), Jovi (Prospect Shaggy's wife), Christine (Prospect Randy's wife)and Dee Dee (Brother Scott's wife).
My ratty cop bike won ugliest bike there but the best went to some easter egg paint job softail instead of my sporty chopper. Oh well.
Colleen (Prospect Randy's Daughter) and I getting ready to line up at the front.
The cops and I talking about my cop bike.
The womerns at the booth. L to R: Linda (My womerns), Sundee (Brother Jon's wife), Jovi (Prospect Shaggy's wife), Christine (Prospect Randy's wife)and Dee Dee (Brother Scott's wife).
My ratty cop bike won ugliest bike there but the best went to some easter egg paint job softail instead of my sporty chopper. Oh well.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
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