Took my dad out for his first desert ride! He was excited and loved all the views. Took him out to see the lake bed, the labyrinth, some burned out houses, and the obscene dumping that occurs in the strangest parts of the desert. He ate it up. About a 25 mile loop.
2 seconds onto the dry lake bed and he's in top gear racing away from us. Still just a kid at 53, I guess. He was impressed with the YZ250's gusto. So was I, to be honest. Anyways, A great day all together.
Last trail back to the house, and the YZ gives up the ghost and all spark is lost.
We troubleshot on the trail, but without proper electrical testing equipment, it was just wasted time. Found a sturdy hose that had been dumped, and away we went! Dad didn't have much trouble towing, but i ran him through quite a few bushes apparently!
IT 175, my brother's steed for the day. Ran flawlessly BTW, except for the high speed WOT pinging.
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Little trailside troubleshooting. That's his jacket on the front fender... didn't believe me he'd be sweating after 4 whoops.
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And the tow setup
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-BIG DAN