i've still got a day and a half to go on this report...
here's some more:
this was more like a fishing hole than a trail crossing.
i tried to stay to the downstream side,but the deep water pulled me over.i dabbed a right foot,kept the power on,dabbed a left foot,gave it more throttle,thumped myself on the head in my mind,got up on the pegs and hammered thru. i was the first thru in my group,no pics of me. a few riders wanted to stop and look for a minute which usually spells disaster for me,so i weaved around a couple riders and dove in.
the first swim team member. it didn't hyrdo lock. i got clays bike started after he pushed it ashore. pinned the throttle and cranked it up.
deepest part of the crossing,probably to the bottom of the tank if it stayed on the wheels. this one was a little harder to get running,he ended up laying it on it's side and cranking it. fired right up that way,the exhaust had filled up with water. poor guy flopped it on the little hill climb up from the stream.
more in a bit.