Why Take a Spode to an Enduro?
The answer is obvious, “to watch him suffer.” Jay wanted to ride an enduro, and I could not help myself from letting him. I knew the opportunity for comedy would be too great to pass on. It looked like our Spode had decided not to do this to himself, but stupidity ruled and he went anyway. We had discussed this earlier in the year, and I thought it would be fun to do if we both got in better riding shape and spent some serious time on the trails. Of course this never happened and we entered the Little Polecat woefully under-prepared. Jay had promised that he would replace his bald tires and do some maintenance on his poor RMX before leaving. When I showed up at his house his bike was still covered in mud from our last ride, 2 months earlier. The tires were still bald, the chain hung slack and dry, and of course the air filter had been last cleaned by the dealer in 94. After spending 45 minutes trying to find his stuff we loaded up and headed for Cycle Gear to buy a new UNI filter. Why
