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Not that I’ve ever done it or condone it.... but forest service roads just seem like they are meant to be driven with a beer in hand.
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Indeed they are...Not that I’ve ever done it or condone it.... but forest service roads just seem like they are meant to be driven with a beer in hand.
So a funny story. I'm taking point on my four wheeler with the family, picking huckleberries and riding the trails of north Idaho over the mountain to Elk River. Just a casual weekend. I'm out ahead, an empty beer can in my atv cup holder and 3 smashed ones on my floor board. Drop down onto the Forest service gravel road and run into a couple of Leo's. Forest service or Fish and Game, can't recall. So, I stop to say hello and wait for dad and the family, as I wasn't sparing the whip on the dirt and got out in front a ways. The officers ask me how it's going, where was I heading, had I been drinking. I was honest and said yep, I've had a few through out the day. It was 3:00 and I had 4 since noon. Unusually mellow day. It was Elk River days in town, and people were partying and riding and mud dragging. Fun weekend. Apparently in Elk River they had a drunk pull a knife and stab someone, and they wanted "to make sure I'm not causing trouble and drunk driving carrying that bowie knife and .45 auto" and that I understand that they "are officer of the law and can write tickets just like the police." I told them I knew perfectly well their capacity, and if I had been drunk I probably would have kept riding, and what they see is what I have had all day. They weren't having any of it, even if it was the truth. I have to get off my quad and get the ping test and touch your nose exam, as my dad and family all go riding by... I even got a damn warning ticket! What REALLY burned me is the same two a****** officers ran into a DRUNK bunch from the camp above us, on atv's, on the same road, and told them to be careful and sent them on their way. Apparently, I made their quota for the day LESSON LEARNED: never stop to say hello and always hide your dead soldiers out of sight!Not that I’ve ever done it or condone it.... but forest service roads just seem like they are meant to be driven with a beer in hand.
So a funny story. I'm taking point on my four wheeler with the family, picking huckleberries and riding the trails of north Idaho over the mountain to Elk River. Just a casual weekend. I'm out ahead, an empty beer can in my atv cup holder and 3 smashed ones on my floor board. Drop down onto the Forest service gravel road and run into a couple of Leo's. Forest service or Fish and Game, can't recall. So, I stop to say hello and wait for dad and the family, as I wasn't sparing the whip on the dirt and got out in front a ways. The officers ask me how it's going, where was I heading, had I been drinking. I was honest and said yep, I've had a few through out the day. It was 3:00 and I had 4 since noon. Unusually mellow day. It was Elk River days in town, and people were partying and riding and mud dragging. Fun weekend. Apparently in Elk River they had a drunk pull a knife and stab someone, and they wanted "to make sure I'm not causing trouble and drunk driving carrying that bowie knife and .45 auto" and that I understand that they "are officer of the law and can write tickets just like the police." I told them I knew perfectly well their capacity, and if I had been drunk I probably would have kept riding, and what they see is what I have had all day. They weren't having any of it, even if it was the truth. I have to get off my quad and get the ping test and touch your nose exam, as my dad and family all go riding by... I even got a damn warning ticket! What REALLY burned me is the same two a****** officers ran into a DRUNK bunch from the camp above us, on atv's, on the same road, and told them to be careful and sent them on their way. Apparently, I made their quota for the day LESSON LEARNED: never stop to say hello and always hide your dead soldiers out of sight!
Yeah, our group got open container tickets in Canyonlands National Park. These guys saw some empty cans in our rig when it was parked at a trailhead and spent the entire rest of the day tracking us. Finally caught up to us at camp that night. It completely ruined the trip for us.So a funny story. I'm taking point on my four wheeler with the family, picking huckleberries and riding the trails of north Idaho over the mountain to Elk River. Just a casual weekend. I'm out ahead, an empty beer can in my atv cup holder and 3 smashed ones on my floor board. Drop down onto the Forest service gravel road and run into a couple of Leo's. Forest service or Fish and Game, can't recall. So, I stop to say hello and wait for dad and the family, as I wasn't sparing the whip on the dirt and got out in front a ways. The officers ask me how it's going, where was I heading, had I been drinking. I was honest and said yep, I've had a few through out the day. It was 3:00 and I had 4 since noon. Unusually mellow day. It was Elk River days in town, and people were partying and riding and mud dragging. Fun weekend. Apparently in Elk River they had a drunk pull a knife and stab someone, and they wanted "to make sure I'm not causing trouble and drunk driving carrying that bowie knife and .45 auto" and that I understand that they "are officer of the law and can write tickets just like the police." I told them I knew perfectly well their capacity, and if I had been drunk I probably would have kept riding, and what they see is what I have had all day. They weren't having any of it, even if it was the truth. I have to get off my quad and get the ping test and touch your nose exam, as my dad and family all go riding by... I even got a damn warning ticket! What REALLY burned me is the same two a****** officers ran into a DRUNK bunch from the camp above us, on atv's, on the same road, and told them to be careful and sent them on their way. Apparently, I made their quota for the day LESSON LEARNED: never stop to say hello and always hide your dead soldiers out of sight!
What bogus law did they ticket you for?Yeah, our group got open container tickets in Canyonlands National Park. These guys saw some empty cans in our rig when it was parked at a trailhead and spent the entire rest of the day tracking us. Finally caught up to us at camp that night. It completely ruined the trip for us.
Open container. Apparently White Rim Trail is considered a public highway if that makes any sense. Some hopped up Park Ranger kid who got picked on in high school was giddy to pull out the pen and paper.What bogus law did they ticket you for?
Yeah, I would have been in court for that one.Open container. Apparently White Rim Trail is considered a public highway if that makes any sense. Some hopped up Park Ranger kid who got picked on in high school was giddy to pull out the pen and paper.
Grab it like this and push or pull with both wrenches. No heat, no PB Blaster.Okay hijacking the thread for a minute. Doing a rear drum brake job on my '72. The hard lines that go to the axle and between cylinders, they don't want to rotate so the fittings will back out of the cylinders. PB Blaster and then some heat? I didn't think of this when I ordered all the other stuff, and I doubt Autozone carries the hard lines, and I don't want to twist those hard lines in half.
if people can drive, smoke and text at the same time then surely there are those among us who can drive, drink beer and eat fried food while operating a 40 on road or off at the same time
Other than taking it super slow and hoping for the best, there really isn't much hope for those lines. Seems like they just rust to the brake line nut and want to turn with it.Okay hijacking the thread for a minute. Doing a rear drum brake job on my '72. The hard lines that go to the axle and between cylinders, they don't want to rotate so the fittings will back out of the cylinders. PB Blaster and then some heat? I didn't think of this when I ordered all the other stuff, and I doubt Autozone carries the hard lines, and I don't want to twist those hard lines in half.
That's one way I haven't thought of for the stuck ones!Grab it like this and push or pull with both wrenches. No heat, no PB Blaster.
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Is this really a "parked too long" problem?Looks like I parked for a little too long. I'll be damned if I only have 12K on the last knuckle rebuild, Marlin inner axle seals and I used the centering tool. Guess I might check out what it looks like inside......maybe during runoff.
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