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From a post in ADVrider.com
Found it on the expeditionportal.
Just a reminder to always be careful down there.
http://www.advrider.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4579544&postcount=47
"I crested a hill and decided to stop and rest a bit as riding with mostly one arm was sort of tiring. Down below I could see an old Ford Bronco and an older small pickup truck coming up an intersecting road. I started the bike up and began making my way down the rather long and winding trail. When I came around one of the bends it became obvious that they had spotted me, they were both stopped and one of them pointed to me. I didn't think much of it until I came around another bend, after having lost sight of them for a bit, and they had both rigs pulled nose to nose, blocking the trail, with both hoods up. I immediately thought back to the breakfast with the Baja vets in San Diego. A couple of them had told me to watch out for a ruse where they will pretend to be broken down, only to rob you when you stop to help. They began waving their arms frantically as I approached. I knew that there was no way in hell that I was going to stop. I had just seen both rigs running. Before I got to them I shot off the right hand side of the trail into a dry wash to make a wide berth around them. They started running towards me and one of them threw something that looked like an axe handle at me. Any doubts that I had about them having less than honorable intentions were just erased. I temporarily forgot the aching pain of my shoulder and got on the gas as much as I could to still maintain reasonable control. Like with the coyote's, I wanted to put as much distance between me and them as possible. Thankfully my LB maps on the GPS showed a side trail that I could intersect and stay off of the main drag for a while in case they decided to pursue me. I kept a careful watch for teltale dust clouds, but never saw any."
Found it on the expeditionportal.
Just a reminder to always be careful down there.
http://www.advrider.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4579544&postcount=47
"I crested a hill and decided to stop and rest a bit as riding with mostly one arm was sort of tiring. Down below I could see an old Ford Bronco and an older small pickup truck coming up an intersecting road. I started the bike up and began making my way down the rather long and winding trail. When I came around one of the bends it became obvious that they had spotted me, they were both stopped and one of them pointed to me. I didn't think much of it until I came around another bend, after having lost sight of them for a bit, and they had both rigs pulled nose to nose, blocking the trail, with both hoods up. I immediately thought back to the breakfast with the Baja vets in San Diego. A couple of them had told me to watch out for a ruse where they will pretend to be broken down, only to rob you when you stop to help. They began waving their arms frantically as I approached. I knew that there was no way in hell that I was going to stop. I had just seen both rigs running. Before I got to them I shot off the right hand side of the trail into a dry wash to make a wide berth around them. They started running towards me and one of them threw something that looked like an axe handle at me. Any doubts that I had about them having less than honorable intentions were just erased. I temporarily forgot the aching pain of my shoulder and got on the gas as much as I could to still maintain reasonable control. Like with the coyote's, I wanted to put as much distance between me and them as possible. Thankfully my LB maps on the GPS showed a side trail that I could intersect and stay off of the main drag for a while in case they decided to pursue me. I kept a careful watch for teltale dust clouds, but never saw any."

