FuriousFarmboy

Just the "stay" command. He won't go near the street anyway because it exceeds the limits of his electronic fence collar.

With the camera lens in the shadows, everything outside the cab is washed out. It gets a little better after 6 minutes when we change direction.

I usually take him out 1 1/4 miles and he runs home. When he learns that the start point is 1/4 mile from home, I may have to take a different route. He is usually ready for a good nap afterwards. It has been said that I'm creating a monster, what do you think? Does he look like a monster?

Buddy has become attached to me after just one day. I didn'tfigure on him getting out of the UTV and took him on a short excursion. He thought it was a real adventure though he did lie down momentarily. We walked past the UTV later in the day and Buddy stopped at the door hoping I would open it. Ride Buddy, ride!

I bailed Buddy out of the juvenile detention facility and took him to his new home. He knew what the truck was for. I opened the door and he jumped right in without instruction. I'm going to have to watch because he would ride with anyone. My brother left his truck door open while filling a can with fuel and Buddy jumped in.

Took Duke out in the desert for a run. That dog has a never ending energy source but he welcomed a chance to chill out.

Don't let the tourists impede your progress. Passing can be fun but one rock or even an anthill hidden in the grass can ruin your day!

We turned off of 95 Southbound and headed West.

Headed toward Winnemucca but will turn Right onto Hwy 140

We had stopped at the Inskeep Station Cemetery and continued looking for some good coffee.

Hunter is an adventurer, he never wants to miss a moment of a road trip. Even in the wee hours of the morning, he struggles to stay awake. He especially loves when a ground squirrel or a rabbit crosses the road. He is special!

Silver City Road toward Pit Area Race Day NHHA Round 2 2022

I was at the 2022 Oreana 100 race and struck up a conversation with a young lady, Madi Taylor. I thought I recognized her name from a finishers list but it seemed I knew her previously from somewhere. It took a while for me to remember. I had been shopping for a 300XC and Carl's Cycle Sales didn't have the model I wanted but while I was there, Madi tried to help me select an aftermarket wheel for my Honda Pioneer 1000. I did eventually buy that wheel but from a different source. Thanks Madi. ;-) Hey Madi, you know the movie "On Any Sunday?" I am that vintage but I go farther back to motorcycle brands you never heard of. They all had steel fenders.

Yer comin' in wall to wall and treetop tall! Unapologetic FREEDOM! We got a late start waiting more than an hour for a leg of the convoy to arrive from Oregon. The convoy was sort of a disappointment. Immigrant California drivers and heavy traffic kept the trucks so scattered you couldn't really tell it was a convoy. The closer we got to 'Clown Town,' the more scattered they became. C. W. McCall - Convoy Flatt and Scruggs - Dueling Banjos, Going Up Cripple Creek, Orange Blossom Special, Rolling In My Sweet Baby's Arms, Wabash Cannonball, Wreck Of The 'Old 97'. Zephaniah and the 18-Wheelers: Sure Like Your Truck.

Just a trip to town for butter and coffee.

I had limited success making it feed with a 7.62x39 upper but with a geissele spring and an H3 Buffer it ran flawlessly with a 5.56 NATO Upper. At about 0.17 seconds per round,it's impossible to get off a single round.

We intended on going up on top of Rattlesnake Ridge but the wind kicked up and it got very cold. We'll pick a better day and wear more layers. I may make a quick run out to the edge of the desert in my truck to see if that rifle will run on the "Wide Open Trigger."

We stopped a number of times to give the old guy a break.

I went riding with some long time friends. Each has nearly 5 decades of desert experience. Age may not be a factor, two are in their mid 60s and one is going on 80. Ride on guys!

Somewhere, in the Oregon High Desert, there exists a culvert that suspended exploration of the ORV Trails by Cynthia in a Penske® Moving Van.

I hadn't been to Millican Valley since i retired from racing more than 3 decades ago. I returned and with old riding buddies, rode trails that are new to me.

A college classmate came out for a ride. His Kawasaki had been in storage and even with thorough cleaning of the carb, it didn't want to start. A couple shots of ether revived it and it ran all day. We hit lower Succor creek where it runs into the valley floor, passed by a fault line on the West side of Graveyard Rim, rode out to overlook Succor Creek Canyon, returned through Antelope Springs to Strode Basin where we stopped at a couple of grave sites and the ranch site. We both had a problem crossing Sage Creek but Harvey nearly looped it and stuffed the front wheel into a bog. My video camera ran out of storage space before we got to the Poison Creek Halfway Station.

A buddy from my college days is planning to come out for a ride. I had planned to show him some interesting historical sites but at 91.7 miles, this ride is too long for a single OEM tank of fuel. Actually, I cut the ride short and still arrived home with not much more than 2 Tbsp. of fuel remaining.

I hadn't ridden for 3 months. A summer storm trashed my lawn and I messed up my back picking up limbs. I was feeling that a ride might be the kind of exercise I needed to straighten things out. I was 8 miles into the ride before I even thought of my back and not because of pain. 22 1/2 miles, 25 mph average, 75 mph maximum speed. I'm certain the top speed was only momentary. I am running Tubliss® and a leaky front rim plug cut the ride short. The back? Stiff but feels good.