When my buddy Dennis said he was coming out east to ride a few BDR’s and invited me to ride the Chattahoochee BDR-X with him, I agreed…though not without a little trepidation. You see, I’ve finished the last two BDR’s I’ve done solo—the Arizona and New Mexico—as my partners left in the backs of trucks or air ambulance’s. I don’t have a great record of riding BDRs with friends. And it was with that worry on my mind that I agreed to go along.
We left Chattanooga for Ellijay, Georgia, which is the start of the Chattahoochee BDR-X, early on a Wednesday morning. The weather called for triple digit heat, brutal humidity and heavy thundershowers. So we wore mesh riding gear and waterproof boots and left with high hopes.
We took backroads through some pretty Georgia countryside on our way to Ellijay and arrived in about two hours. We wasted no time in starting the BDR-X. The first few miles were just paved back roads and I became skeptical that this was not gonna be much of an off-road adventure. Well, that quickly changed when we turned off onto a gravel road and headed up into the hills.
It wasn’t too much longer until we were faced with some fairly challenging, rutted out roads. Because I was leading, and had picked a poor line going through these ruts, my buddy did not have the momentum to follow me and his bike tipped over. It wasn’t but a few minutes afterwards that I realized I had dropped a gear bag on the trail and had to ride back down and retrieve it. I found it about a 1/2 mile down the trail and we headed back up to face the deep ruts again. This time we passed through almost effortlessly.
It wasn’t but a couple more miles up the trail where I came up on a mud puddle. At first glance, it aseemed fairly unassuming, but I had remembered watching a video of a motorcyclist going through a similar mud puddle that looked about 3 or 4 feet deep. I hit it a in second gear, standing on my pegs and sure enough it came up to my thighs. The muddy water was almost over my tank before I was able to come out the other side.
Dennis was doing pretty good until midway through the mud hole when his bike just stopped. I resigned myself to getting into the mud hole and pushing the bike out but didn’t have to. Instead, he used a trick that I’d never seen to get out of the puddle: He put the bike in first gear and used the starter to pull it out. And sure enough it worked.
While I was walking back to my bike, I heard it abruptly stop, as if it ran out of fuel. Long story short, we stripped down the bike checking for electrical, air or fuel issues. It smelled flooded and the plug was fouled. We cleaned the spark plug, buttoned everything up and the bike started like normal. Though it occasionally sputtered, it did fine the rest of the day.
We rolled into the tiny town of Suches at the end of Section one, but could not find lodging. The local bike haven called, “Two Wheels of Suches” was not open and besides, they had a two night minimum. We rode back the way we came through some fun twisties to the little town of Dahlonega where we found lodging and some decent Georgia barbecue.
The next morning we started off for Suches to begin Section 2. Even though it was all pavement, I must admit that those twisties were awful fun early in the morning.
Sadly, my bike was not cooperating, and it appeared to be a continuing fuel issue. Again, I stripped it down at the local gas station and determined that I had either got some water in the fuel, some bad gas or something keeping the float valve open. After putting everything back together and having the bike start up OK, we decided to take a different route back to Chattanooga. And that pretty much ended our Chattahoochee BDR–X experience.
However, looking at my GPS as we rode Route 60 west, I could see that we were still on the Chattahoochee BDR-X route. Though the tracks went north and south off of Route 60, we were pretty much following the overall route.
Due to my bike’s intermittent issues and weather concerns, we decided to skip Section 3 and head home the long way via back roads. And there are some truly spectacular backroads in that part of Georgia and Tennessee. We headed north toward the North Carolina border and rode through the small towns of Ducktown, Blue Ridge and McCaysville before reaching Tellico Plains.
It was getting hotter and muggier and we headed back south following as many 2-lane roads as possible. We saw we’d just missed a huge rain front that was moving east toward Ellijay. Just as we arrived back in Chattanooga, the skies opened up and a thunderstorm brought down the heavy rain that had been treating us the past couple of days.
Though we didn’t complete the BDR, we both agreed we had a most excellent ride.
Will I go back and finish the last two sections? Most likely.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Looks like a great time.
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