Pics of rifle scabbards prompted me to dig these out . I was two up on the XR . (Probably a 500, but my memory says 600?) A trip in to find a Thar
My brand spanking Rem 700 classic took a dunk (with me) on this crossing.
Hence I am off the bike and able to take this pic.(we were probably hoping he would arse off too)
We got snowed off and had whiteout on the leg back to base. No animals seen. This would have been in 1981, drove all the way from KK down to Fairlie
I recall these two got me horribly drunk, as we thawed out in a local pub with the snow and ice melting off our gear into a big puddle around us.
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