" An image is worth a thousand words "

There is an old saying , “ An image is worth a thousand words ” or something so,but..., it doesn´t tell you the whole history,
(this is not included in the saying).
The photos here posted are beautiful and the landscape is breathtaken,
OH YEAH SURE, but I almost had to sleep in the woods.
My dear friend and always willing for a dirt ride Rafael, told me he could not come with me this time (his wife was at the hospital with some weekend  illness) so I went out on my own to the hills for a dirt ride. The first, and maybe the last snowfall has arrived and it was time to enjoy and take some photos. The photos talk by themselves but before and after taking them, I fell off  five or six times, I was so tired I don´t remember how many they were. The snow has this particularities, even with knobby mx tyres, its is very difficult to stand up. This does not sound very special, if you fall off, you just have to stand up again and get your bike up, the problem was that the day before, and taking out the huge battery of my old Mercedes 500 SEC, I twisted my back and got a pain that was unbelievable, so  getting the bike  up right again on its wheels in the snow, took me this first time almost 15 minuts. I could hardly be able to stand up myself,  and had no strength at all because of the pain of the back, the pain trying to put the bike up right was killing me. I got it, once and another four or five times more before I got exhausteed. This bike has not electric starter so you have to use the “nice” kick start at least  fifty times (she had, of course,the carbs flooded)  to get she alives again.Oh my..., how much I missed my CR125 for her lightness and easy starting manners.

It was almost dark when the XL did not want to start any more and I had not stregth left to move that kick start not even once more. At this time I thought to take it easy, the down hill was a quarter mile away, so I decided to start pushing the bike before getting  dark. A quarter mile it doesn´t seam  much, unless you have to push a 145 Kgs bike, in the snow and exhausteed with a awful pain in the back.

Half an hour later, already in the dark, I was at home washing my XL. At the end everything was ok.

NEVER DO THAT, never go alone for a dirt ride, many problems can arise, and be sure they will arise, but,  if anybody ask me if I should do it again, then I would say a big  YES.
I WILL NOT FORGET THAT DAY RIDE. I enjoyed very much.

Alfred