Hillbilly Hoedown

It's always fun spending time with like-minded lunatics, even for one with misanthropic tendencies such as me.  It's part of the reason why I have spent so much time at racetracks all over the Eastern US and Canada for the better part of twenty years.

Racing people just get it.  Pavement or dirt track, enduro or motocross, doesn't matter.  You'll never hear them say, 'Gosh that's dangerous, you're going to kill yourself' or 'Aren't you too old for that sort of thing?'.  Instead they are the first ones to help you get out there and make it happen.  And lend a hand (or parts, tools, even $$) when things, as they are wont to do, go wrong.

This is exactly what happened when, the evening before the VCHSS round at Hillbilly, Justin, a rider fairly new to hare scrambles, barely over-tightened the bolt on his KTM's Magura clutch master cylinder splitting the perch.  Will, myself and Justin's friend Clint all jumped in to help with our best interpretation of a field repair for the problem.  Jerry rig, cob job, whatever you want to call it, this is what our four minds were able to come up with (and you know what, it worked and Justin pulled out a fourth place finish on Sunday!):

Three hose clamps and two zip ties and the four of us had something better than that retarded Magura design...

Electric tape for safety and one more zip tie, because you can never have too many zip ties......