Well had a great day at the dunes. EZ-71 stoped by the day proir to riding to do some wrenching on his pilot. That was a fun day did some wrenching and had some cold ones on a hot and humid day. Which afterwards broke out the barbacue and had some fine eats. Up in the I finished loading and away we went to hook up with Stix and Mrs. Stix. The trip started off wierd as we were leaving town a bycycle rider would not share the road and I was thinking to myself a little early to be a road hog when there was a perficly good shoulder for him to safly peddle with out being a D _ _ K. Mrs. Adnoh had her usally responce " send hm to the hospital", Good thing I was driving. She must have already had her dune mind set going. I told here it would just delay us getting there. So when trafic cleared we got around the not very smat man. All from there was going well drinking coffee acrusing down the highway and laughing at we went. When we turned onn highway 11 to head to Alva we seen the left over from a tornado that took about a 2 mile swath and did about ten miles of damage along the highway. We had to watch out for debris and workers repairing the lines. After we got past that and about ten miles form Alva I noticed a man walking down the shoulder torwads us, no big deal traffic clear so I just moved over into the other lane to give space. As I approched Him he stepped right out into the road and crossed over into the other lane to wich I was travling staring me down. HOlY Sh_ _, break and swerve back into my lane as he continued to the other lanes shoulder. Man that dude about died that day. Ez-71 was behind me and told me later that man had a death wish and it appereaded he did it on purpose and thought for sure he was a dead man. The wife and I just looked at each other and said that was close and then She popped off a Dark Cloud EZ-71 comment ( inside joke) and how it was his fault. She than stated he can no longer follws us down as we laughed it off. See, first the bike rider and now a person walking. What next? I do know there was a full moon the night before so there may be something to it. Anyway back to the trip down. shortlly after a couple miles from Alva as we crested a hill there was an old buddy of mine. Yep an Oklahoma Highway Patrol with his lights on and ready to pulll a u-turn. First thought was great now what then wait a minute I,m not speeding I was oly doing 72/73 in a 65. He jumped out behind EZ and as he pulled over he blew past him approachin me at an alarming rate. Great it must be me. So I pulled over and he just blew by still accerlating at a great rate. Man them cars can run. He ended up getting a truck that was a 1/2 mile ahead of me. Finally a break. The officer did not to pull out in front of me and EZ and waited for us to go by, Thank goodness or the Officer may have just gotten it since there the three time a charme rule. I knew from threre we should be golden. Not so fast. As we approched the pulled over officer and truck the traffice was clear the opposate way so I slowed down a touch and moved over and then the officer opened his door and flew out of the car just as I got up to them. Dam I thought I would have creamed him if I was not paying attention. By this time the wife was sure EZ had something to do with. Yes we had another laugh at his expense. I'm sure his ears were burning a touch and no we were not having cold ones that early. Well that was the end of the early morning fun as we made it to Wanoka with out an rut ru. Ez commented that he thought for sure the guy was toast and road kill and the bike rider was an idiot and wondered for a second why te officer was coming after me since we we not speeding. We di share the dark cloud laugher the wife and I had at his expense and Yes I know pay back a bitch which I got what was coming to me later that day. It had to do with a comment I made about a "date with a big black pole" he and stix about hit the ground and told me that was too much informatin and they did not want to hear any more. Holy crap I got it just to late to save myself and now the inside joke on me. I need to expalin my self here before other get and strange ideas. But first go ahead laugh you A _ _ off. On our last rip down night ridding which is posted I had ran into a black out of bounds pole which the sand had taken it over with he exception of about 12 to 14 inches which I taged with my a-arm. No I didn't, yeas I did stated 12" to 14", I did it again. Oh well joke on me and there never gona forget it. At thia point I just had to take it. Now EZ is on the ground laughing so hard he cant breath.
As far as ridding goes( time to change the subject) all went well. It was hot and very humid. Every one jetitng was rich way rich. Stix and I was fat ( rich) in the neddle and EZ was fat( rich) on top which he was from the last trip as well so is was closer than ours. The wifes was fine all around as was Mrs. stixs pilot. Since stixs
Engine was a fresh rebuild he decided to leave it. I oped for the first two rides to leave it as well since the wheather was support to change and dry out and drop in temp through out the day it it will come to me. On my fist ride it was defently stumbling off the bottom or hesitate a touch. The temp on the sand was 107 and the humity was very high. By mid day it was drying out or humity was droping and the hesitation was improving, the rpms and speed was rising as it dried out and the Engine temp where getting up were they needed to be. The first ride max speed was 53.7 and max rpm of 7850. The second ride was max speed of 54.9 and max rpm of 8100. For the final ride I opped to drop the needle one notch to clean it out because I just could not stand it any more. The Engine temp came up and it woke up off the bottom and it was game on for fun. The max speed ws 60.9 at 8350 max rpm(see pics). We, Stix Ez and I had notice that my fuel light tends to come before any one elses. So we made sure to top off my tank for the next rides to be sure the 21 miles per tank was accurate. The average of ride time to fuel light and back to camp was right around 21 miles according to the trip function. The first tip the fuel lines in the were exposed before filling and the second and third was just above the lines so the info is some what accurate with in 1/2 gallons or so. and I was filling it 3.5 to 4 gallons on each trip. Stix new Engine also has his fuel light come on around the same time so I, think the porting on his and my Engine are pretty close to one another and may be the common domanator as Stixs wifes and my wifes adn EZ pilot do not have there lights on. The thing is Ez has stock carb at 170 main, torgue pipe and speed head with stcok porting using an alt with limiter on the
CDI (Capacitor Discharge Ignition), Stixs new engien has a hacker cylinder and stock head withhacker mod, stock carb at 158 with pipe and stock clutch. while mine is all hacked up with HRD and a 195 on the 39mm carb. Info on bikes for information purposes related to fuel usage. Since we rode three different rounds with different speeds and rpms adn yet the usage was close to the same as far as milege went. However the time spent on the sand was less as speeds and rpm went up
We can some what conclude that the average mpg of a moded pilot with porting is around 5-1/2 to 6 miles mile per gallon So for staging purposes of a race trip evrey 25 miles would be a good idea unless in stock trim.
I would like to also mention that one should have there fuel selection switch to reserve when riddng so it does not go lean on you as you appoache the fuel light range limit. I would sure hate to see what it will do when it goes lean at 8300 rpm for the short moment. FYI from the camp to the gate was 1.2 miles of woops and that's kinda sucks.
There was no rut rus to mention and all went well and had a blast.Thank you, Stix, EZ and Mrs. stix for the great time.