Post by GPS Adventure Touring on Sept 12, 2011 18:34:45 GMT -5
Sat morning after we ate Mountain House ham and eggs with red and green peppers, we were off to discover some of the gnarliest trail riding we have ever rode!!!
We had a wet moment where it proved waterproof boots are only waterproof until the water passes the top! Dale and I rode with wet feet the rest of the day while Norm stripped down and carried his boots and riding pants over his sholders... Norm to think of $h1t again!
Dale tried to take another path and ended up in the loon $h1t. It took the three of us to steer the big girl out.
We rode really hard the rest of the day passing disbelieving ATVer's. The trail was a rock garden for 100km's. Just when everything was going great...
WHAT??? Is Dale laughing? NO...
Actually we had to do some C Tire parking lot repair as a rock caught Dale's exhaust header and cracked it wide open.
The smoke was from the glue burning off the exhaust wrap. We sure did bring attention to ourselves... I still cannot believe the fire dept didn't show up.
By the time we rode to the end of Barrydowne... the wrap burnt completely off and we had to stop again to attempt something different.
This is where Normy stepped in to offer a sollution!
Take some hose clamps and wrap them around a piece of pop can to block the hole! But first a blob of metal stick...
I jumped into the ditch roadside to look for a pop can and immediately found a good clean one.
And if you look real close you will see that the KTM was repaired by a can of Orange Crush!!!
From here we rode late into the dark toward Massey ON where we wanted to loop around back to Timmins for the last leg of our adventure. Dale and I had a chance to use our SUPER DUPER LED HEADLAMPS!!! I rode up front lighting the road ahead while Norm took center stage allowing Dale to create day behind him. These lights are so bright I had to stop and turn my mirrors around as Dale's were blinding me too much.
30 km's north of Massey we rolled into a campsite which would have to do. Little did we know what we would wake up to.
After a good hearty breakfast Sun morning we got back up on the pegs for 250km's of hi speed gravel.
...with a quick stop at Richie Falls
From there we rode highway speeds through the Spanish Forest north to Ramsey and on to the Watershed. We tarmac'd it back to Timmins resting our heals on the highway pegs. The perfect relax to the pefect adventure weekend...
Well, I've got to say that was the most fun I've had all year! And although I would never have thought it possible, I am now a camping-off-a-motorcycle convert. Mind you, I kinda cheated ....(see below). My only regret for the entire trip was that I chose to wear rally gear instead of motocross.
Anyhow here is my version of the Ride Report:
We all met up at my house late Friday morning. After adjusting our loads and topping off our tanks, we head out for a high speed gravel run down Pine South to Grassy Lake Road. Another top off and an energy drink outside of Shining Tree leads us to the almost correctly named Sandy Lake Road for a dusty ride to Capreol.
We filled up again in Capreol and decide to head into Val Caron for supper before searching our a camp site. While riding along the highway, I notice that my engine temperture is high - displaying five bars. A quick stop at a U Wash to clean the caked-on dust out of the rad corrected that quickly enough and back we head into the woods to find a camp spot.
The light was failing fast and we ended up using flashlights to finish.
This is the Browne Hilton:
Norm's tent was the exact opposite. He wasn't having any jokes about it:
My little tent weighs only 1.6 lbs:
Here is my "cheat". With the combination of this and a sleeping pad, I slept as well as in any hotel room!
This is the view from the campsite the following morning:
Whatcha cookin' Jim?
Saturday finds us riding the snowmobile trail around Lake Wanapitei. It started out with some easy cottage roads but before long those roads turned narrow and rocky. We found ourselves working up and down hills of boulders and loose rock. Great fun with only a single "oh sh1t!" moment (for me, anyhow). Of course, we met the inevitable wash out. I am not a fan of water crossings and have decided that after this I am going to start carrying some booties to I can walk the bike across. I am always afraid I'm going to dump mid-span and am tired of riding in wet boots every time afterwards.
Here were the adventurers breaking camp and heading off for the day's riding:
Towards the end of the ride, I was noticing some extra exhaust sound. At first, I thought that I was just hearing Jim's bike but it got louder as I rode. Finally, when we stopped for a soda, I checked to see if I had an exhaust leak - yup:
We next headed to Canadian Tire in Sudbury to see what was available for a roadside repair. The first attempt was with "Tiger Tape" and resulted in the smoke show Jim had the photos of. That lasted all of a mile before it burnt off. The second attempt used a pop can and some hose clamps and held out for the remainder of the trip - thanks Norm!
By now, the light was again begining to fade so we hightailed it down the highway to Massey to turn North up the 533. Not long up the road it turned dark and we fired our new lights. Awesome! Finally, we found a beautiful campsite on the shore of a shallow river and set up out tents with the assistance of my driving lights. That proved not to be such a good idea as even with the engine running the entire time, the battery did not have enough grunt to fire the 950 the next morning and required a jump from Jim. Anyhow, while we were making supper (more of the surprisingly yummy freeze-dried stuff) we could hear a rukus on the other side of the river. We never did figure out what it was but suspect it was some moose (tis the season, ya know). We decided we didn't want them doing their thing anywhere near the campsite so built up a giant fire to scare them off - it worked:
I'm the last one out of bed Sunday morning (not sleeping on the ground, remember?) and as I'm crawling from my tent, Jim walks by with his sleeping bag and a strange look in his eye. Over to the fire he goes and throws the bag on! WOOF!!! It bursts into flame like it was friggin' napalm! LOL!
Here are those adventurers again ready to leave camp site #2:
After some fine dining of freeze dried beef stew and a bottle of OJ, we break camp again and head out for another high speed dusty gravel run. I went bingo on fuel a mere 4km before the Watershed and had to use my can.
Post by Northern Mike on Sept 30, 2014 16:31:14 GMT -5
I know this is an old thread, but has anyone done this run from Capreol to Timmins? I'm looking to solo mtn bike this route next summer and am looking for any updated info. I know part of the road system north of Capreol as I've done Ishpatina Ridge a few times between 2008-2012