When I first started riding Enduro's,you rode a Harley or an Indian.There were no Jap bikes.If you owned a Triumph,BSA,AJS,or a Matchless,it was a street bike and had to be modified.My first Enduro was on a 1934 74 cu.in.Harley.I bought a 1942 45 cu.in. Harley.The Army used this cycle during WW 11.I bought a skid plate from a surplus store.Cale Davidson sold me a German Army knobby rear tire.The enduro's in those days were loooong.At least 225 miles or more.Not tight like today's events.Miles of deep sugar sand.The secret to riding that sand was to turn on the gas.You got on the top of the sand and you could cruise at 50-60 miles per hour.If not you would eat sand all day long.Today the events are tough and mostly under 100 miles in length.
Neat!! I used to have a 600cc enduro that was real heavy and taking on the sugar sand was the same deal...staying on the gas and taking it fast. I used to feel like the sand was water and the whoop-de-doos were like waves.
One thing I have always done with any dual sport bike I've had is immeditely switch the tires out for full on knobbies. Hitting the sand with stock dual sport tires or, God forbid, street tires, seemed like suicide! I'd take a front wheel knobbie over a rear knobbie any day.
I once was on Carranza road a little NW of Friendship and I found this guy on a big Harley stopped along the side and looking miserable. He flagged me down (I was on an xr 600 at the time) and he was real desperate, he thought he could take carranza as a short cut from 206 to Wading pines campground. But he didn't count on the sand and had to go so slow that his bike was over heating! He didn't turn back because he figured that "the road had to turn to pavement again sometime".
It was a good thing he ran into me because he didn't know he could veer left at friendship to hit 563, he would have been heading straight down to hawkins bridge. Of course, that would have brought him pretty close to wading pines but, Can you imagine. And he thought the sand on carranza was bad, he would have died. Anyway I gave him some water and got him headed the right way. Anyway, that was the only Harley I have ever seen in the pines.
Bill, any other recollections of those old enduros would be great! Do you remember any of the old routes?
Jeff