• Hi everyone,

    As you all know, Coffee (Dean) passed away a couple of years ago. I am Dean's ex-wife's husband and happen to have spent my career in tech. Over the years, I occasionally helped Dean with various tech issues.

    When he passed, I worked with his kids to gather the necessary credentials to keep this site running. Since then (and for however long they worked with Coffee), Woodschick and Dirtdame have been maintaining the site and covering the costs. Without their hard work and financial support, CafeHusky would have been lost.

    Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been working to migrate the site to a free cloud compute instance so that Woodschick and Dirtdame no longer have to fund it. At the same time, I’ve updated the site to a current version of XenForo (the discussion software it runs on). The previous version was outdated and no longer supported.

    Unfortunately, the new software version doesn’t support importing the old site’s styles, so for now, you’ll see the XenForo default style. This may change over time.

    Coffee didn’t document the work he did on the site, so I’ve been digging through the old setup to understand how everything was running. There may still be things I’ve missed. One known issue is that email functionality is not yet working on the new site, but I hope to resolve this over time.

    Thanks for your patience and support!

Today I came close to severe injury... maybe worse. I think I'm done with dirt.

Wow. Thanks for sharing your story. It does, however, make me wonder how different our "addiction" to riding is from an actual addiction.


IMO, no difference. I've done drugs and while they give ya buzz, it's nothing like adrenaline and that sense of overcoming/facing your fears.

If I crash again like I crashed in June, I'll be done with the dirt. I don't plan on that happening. But if it does, and I live... I'll be done. Trust me on this one.
I use to ride road bikes on the street like it was a racetrack until l started track days and roadracing. It was at this point that l my view of 'racing' on the street changed when, funnily enough, l started to realize that there isn't much run off on the road. Put me on a road circuit on a 600 and l'll try my hardest to beat my laptimes and race you into the first corner ;)

The one thing that l took from the roadracing and onto the dirt was humility, at the tender age of 42, l can still hang with some of younger blokes but there are some ridiculously quick guys but is it really worth it if you aren't conditioned (like fletchman45 said in post #80) to run at that pace? Doesn't mean you can't give it a crack but you have to know the consequences that riding at or beyond you limit will sometimes equate to pain.

That's the question you need to answer Kriegy..do you want to ride at your limit all the time or just in bursts?

Frankly, for the dirt, l've substituted the need to go faster with the challenge of gnarly hillclimbs and technical terrain..still fucking hurts but l've had one big off on a firetrail (cracked my helmet and had to ride concussed back to the trailer), to know that speed on the dirt doesn't really thrill me anymore, if your faster, go for your life but l ride at a pace that l feel is flowing or rhythmic - and riding alone also taught me that l had to get back home and no one was there to help me if l was in a ditch hurting.

I know l sound convoluted but everyone has a tale to tell, the important thing is whether you can change the way your ride to continue this passion called dirt bikes.

I find no bigger inspiration than this relatively unknown bloke :)
View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmwU6kwewtY
 
I'm with Krieg on this one and after reading this thread, its pretty obvious we all ride bikes for different reasons ...
 
If I crash again like I crashed in June, I'll be done with the dirt. I don't plan on that happening. But if it does, and I live... I'll be done. Trust me on this one.

then dont crash like ya did in june. that was easy. (slapping EASY button)

i wont list mine due to room contratints but i had my big one and livedto tell the tale.

crashes make ya smarter, on one front or another. you truly learn from your mistakes. it takes courage to get back on that horse and show it whos boss. suck it up, pull the string and climb back on. no one rides on top form forever. that's why they make softer fork n' shock springs. ive toned it down some. i also still love to give it the spurs and let it run flat out, or challenge myself on a sick section when i got some decent form and juevos.

and if ya do call it quits i got first dibs on yer sick lil scooter.
 
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