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Jacobus De Bruyn
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anyone visted canyonlands national park on a bike?

Post by Jacobus De Bruyn » Wed Feb 27, 2008 8:24 am

Some parts of the newspaper are useful, especially the Comics section. Here in the bush and the tropical climate waste is processed quickly and effortlessly. I once visited the desert island of Sao Vincente in the Cabo Verde archipelago, off Africa. It is as dry as it can get, no vegetation whatsoever, no sanitation, and there was human and animal excrement everywhere, not a pretty smell and sight. After a day or two in the hot sun, it dries, and becomes dust in the wind..... Just so you know the consequences of unthinking behavior. Jacostarica. Of cause you could do your thing in the Sahara without causing offence. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Looking for last minute shopping deals? Find them fast with Yahoo! Search. http://tools.search.yahoo.com/newsearch/category.php?category=shopping

George Basinet
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Post by George Basinet » Thu Feb 28, 2008 1:36 pm

My '83 R80ST only had electric. George Jeff Saline wrote:
> > > On Thu, 28 Feb 2008 12:56:25 -0600 Don Bittle > > writes: > > I'm curious, which of the Dual Sports have both kickstart and > > electric? > > don > > a17 > <><><><><><><> > <><><><><><><> > > Don, > > I'm not positive but I think the R80GS had both. > > Best, > > Jeff Saline > ABC # 4412 South Dakota Airmarshal > Airheads Beemer Club www.airheads.org > The Beautiful Black Hills of South Dakota > 75 R90/6, 03 KLR650, 79 R100RT > > > > > ------------------------------------------------------------------------ > > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG Free Edition. > Version: 7.5.516 / Virus Database: 269.21.1/1302 - Release Date: 2/27/2008 4:34 PM

revmaaatin
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anyone visted canyonlands national park on a bike?

Post by revmaaatin » Thu Feb 28, 2008 2:31 pm

--- In DSN_KLR650@yahoogroups.com, Mike Frey wrote:
> > I may not be really good at a lot of things, but I am a master > of pooping outdoors. > > Why, I've defecated in the finest forests of the USA! > ...and cornfields > ...and wheat fields > ...and hedge rows > ...and highway underpasses > > If I were visiting a park on 2 wheels, and a ranger had an issue > with me - that I might poo illegally somewhere - I will turn around > and choose another destination. >
But how about in a very, very, tall cotton wood tree.... It was nearly dusk, and from my perch in the cotton wood tree, I could see down three wooded-draws and lots of open fields--just hoping I would get a chance to shoot a deer. and then my guts growled--loud. Oh my. I will never be able to get to the ground...and look at me, up here, literally, out on a limb and I am going to explode. cough. NO--don't cough! Pull down the overalls, pull down the blue jeans, pull down the long underwear, and now, slowly work the briefs down past my knees--all while out on a limb, how ever am I going to get this done without crapping all over myself. Slowly, ever so slowly I bend at the knees, keeping all the 'equipment' pointed down...bend some more, and then, without further warning--projectile diarrhea! I quickly look down, and miracles of all miracles, I miss hitting my coveralls, I miss my blue jeans, I miss my long underwear, and my briefs! How did that happen! I remember smiling to myself, I did it! as I experience the spontaneous release of my bladder. Oh, this is not good. I can hear the flow of urine, and can hear it collecting.... in the folds of my coveralls gathered at my ankles. Sigh. So close to the perfect defecation, to discover that the deer hunt was 'rained-out' for sure. and that is my story of pooping out doors. Not nearly as interesting as my truck driving uncle that stopped in Arkansas/Texas area and squatted in a bamboo thicket after a plate of Tex/Arkanna chile and hot sauce...only to discover that the game trail he followed into the bamboo thiicket led to a sow's (wild pig's) nest...he discovered this little fact as he was 'releasing', and she discovered him, as he was releasing...and the footrace back to the truck was quite a sight, I am told. My uncle won the race, but according to passing truckers who observed the race of a lilly white buttocks and a frothing pig, it was quite humorous--to the observers. My uncle has an entirely different view of things. He also had the audio! revmaaatin. warm wx, where art thou.

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