Day 1 - Pheonix Ride

Our Goal was KS up at 630 (thats KickStands for you non-squirrels), after all squirrels arrived at Dirty Puinseen's Drey, we finally got going by 715. Dirty Puinseen said "it's not raining where we're going!!! Lets go!!" We made it 6 miles to Rockford where we stopped for our first nut check, and to top off our tanks. While topping off the tanks, Dirty Sanchez lost his shit!! For whatever reason his form of payment was not working, was it the case of a poor nutless squirrel, or the fact the nut gods were protecting his assets?? We also had the first break down. Dirty Puinseen's bike battery was dead. First, Dirty Pickle loaned a set of cables to Dirty Gesture to try and jump the bike, they were too short. Next the squirrels tried to push start Puinseen's bike calling out "Tally hoe!!" the bike was too heavy for the little squirrels. Finally they decided to wait out the rain, and put the battery on a tender for a few minutes till they could start the bike

BTW did I mention it was still raining!!!

We decided to wait to put on our rain gear. After all it was only slightly raining. Once the squirrels were thoroughly soaked, drenched from head to toe, we decided to put our rain gear on. We continued on to Lewiston where we stopped for our second nut check. Dirty Deeds stopped to check on the scurry, where he found Dirty Sanchez and Dirty Puinseen had pegging issues, breakdown #2. At the same time Dirty Gesture discovered an issue with his ride. Breakdown #3. Lets flashback to Rockford, when Dirty Gesture tried out the short cables, the ends were apparently touching which shorted and blew a fuse. Dirty Gesture had no Auxillary running lights, heated grips, or a heated seat.

BTW did I mention it's still raining!!!

The rain followed us from Rockford the entire day. The fog hid our nuts completely, there was no finding them, however should we have located them, the numbness in our fingers and the shriveling of our tips would have made them inaccessible. 35, 30, 25, 20 miles... Uh ohh, one of the squirrels was running out of gas. Up ahead on the Horizon was Grangeville, where food and squirrel-ette assests await. The scurry filled their bellies, and emptied their sacks, Dirty Puinseen had decided to take off his raincoat so he could drain his squirrel "member".

BTW did I mention it's still raining!!!

Dirty Deeds pulled over to do another nut check on the scurry, he found out we had a moist Puinseen amongst us...so we decided to have some jello shots!!

BTW did I mention it's still raining!!!!

After Mccall the sun came out... and then it began to rain again. Finally, the sun came out for the last time and with the allure of on coming curves looming up ahead, Dirty Gesture throttled down with Boise and the possibility of nuts in their near future. After a last nut check, and a stop for food, we had one leg to go. With Dirty Deeds in the lead, and the goal of out running google maps, we hauled scurry ass while the smell of cow shit eminated through our nasal cavities. the first day of our Scurry in search of nuts came to an end in Twin falls, Idaho... or did it....

We soon found ourselves bathing in a warm moist pool with a young squirrel couple, who apparently were in search of their own set of nuts... was this some sort of mating ritual??? We will never know. It was a long, moist, windy, and smelly ride, and the squirrels were past there bed time. With only two beds in our room, one squirrel bringing his own bed, and 5 squirrels, which squirrels paired up???

POLL for the day...