the next few days were a blur!  Riding and exploring places we were not meant to be and having a hoot in the evening by ourselves and friends.  Davinder had a Day with Chris Birch, we did a demo ride day where we rode the new 690, 1090 and powerful 1290!    even davinder started to like the KTMs. 

After our training sessions it became a running them to affectionately bitch about how damn good a rider Chris Birch was and how poor of riders we felt.  (Although I will still say that we are better riders than many others).  Davinder or should I say Gandalf which was his new nickname due to his big grey beard and the girls working at the pub had affectionately nicknamed him, would yell out screw you Chris Birch.  We would all laugh and then continue to tell all of our lies of greatness.  We tuned bikes, helped people who were arriving and had breakdowns, we rode and rode and rode just about every trail and backroad we could find.  all this and the Rally still hadnt started.  We were on vacation we wernt there to win anything.  we were there to have fun!  And fun we were having.  just a big group of guys (we had drawn quite a crowd by this point) having a good time doing what we do, hanging around bikes.

Then the night before the Rally Beau and Eric showed up to support us for the rally weekend.  We all headed to the pub for dinner and were told by the race organizers that we may want to stop having so much fun because the rally was in the morning.  All this did was encourage our entire group to buy another round and tell more stories.  We did call it an early (ish) night as the rally start was first thing in the morning and we were # 2 to leave the gates.  Team dirty bird was going to have some fun!