Saturday was a real interesting ride. I took my bagged up beast up Redonda Ridge/1W17/Malcom Smith Trail. It is shameful the way ride leader acted. He and 5 others left 3 of us and a guys KTM behind on the nasty sections of MS trail. The guy riding the KTM had no business on that trail. He threw his hands up and just left the bike behind.Me, Bill (who I've ridden with in Kennedy Meadows) and and his riding buddy were unknowingly left behind to ride that guys bike out. I rode it up all the nasty sections. With me, Bill and his buddy working together to get the KTM over the large boulders. Then walking back down 1/4 -1/2 mile to retrieve my own bike. Three guys and 4 bikes. I'm sure some of you have been on that trail so you know how tough it gets on the rock steps. The arse wipe ride leader came back over 2 hours later and helped get his bike over the last little easy section. My mind had to take over my body. I was at the point of puking, and so spent I almost could not ride my own bike out.Earlier, I suggested the guy with the KTM come back to camp with us. He had heat exhaustion and was spent. But the ride leader talked him out of it. Ride leader is a real prick in real life and I will never ever ride with him again. FWIW, Niether ride leader or the guy (who's bike I rode out) even gave us so much as a thank you. Ride leader came up with some lame excuse that he was waiting for the guys having lunch in Fawnskin then his story changed. This was a serious ride that could have turned out ugly with an air lift. Ride leader is the type of guy that thinks of no one but himself. Here is the first hill I rode his bike up. Not too bad but I was sucking gas trying to get that KTM fired up: At this point he threw up his hands and started walking: Here is me in good form: Not so good form: Good news is my bagged up Beta beast made it through GREAT!! My bike never failed to start with the button and sometimes did not even stall when it was dropped! The KTM OTOH was a 2011 450 POS! Electric start did not work and I had a hell of a time kicking it over. Going to tackle this trail with my 300 before snow this year. War scars on muffler and plastic, cracked end cap (JB weld or fiberglass epoxy), bent Arc brake lever (actually curled to fit better) and broke the right foot peg. Looking back, I blame myself for trying to do what our parents teach us as kids. To be kind and help each other. It almost bit me in the ass. I was so exhausted that I almost could not ride my own bike out. This is the first time in my life I have experienced a situation where the faster, more skilled riders in the group just left me (and a few others) in the dust to fend for ourselves. My bad for hooking up with guys that care about nothing but themselves. I'm not a chest thumper or boastful. I really had a rough time of it Saturday. I was testing out my bike fully bagged up on top of a heavy 30lb backpack filled with water and more spares. I did not bargain for riding another bike out as well. Thank god there were a few "good guys" in the group. We were able to help each other like a real team. Poor choice on my part for trying to do what I thought was right. I'm sure the "ride leader" will read this. I really don't give a shit. I was not going to go on a public forum with this. But I figured it might save someone from being stupid like me.