First off I need to have someone set up the suspension for me. I guess it is neither valved nor sprung for my 275 pounds. Me and a buddy went to Brown's camp here in Oregon last weekend. He had never taken his quad out in anything but sand and I hadn't had the L off road yet. The whole way up Courtney kept talking about how they found some decapitated bodies up there a couple of months ago. It was obviously freaking him out but I didn't know that his freak out was going to bite me in the butt. A little back story about Courtney might be in order. He is a private investigator in Oregon and a bail bond enforcer in Washington. He does Kempo and was armed at the time of the ride with a 40 cal Glock. I don't know why he was being such a sissy about something that happed months ago. Up on the top of one trail he asked if I had seen a guy out in the woods. I said no. He goes Oh well there was some guy dressed all in black creeping around in the woods back there. I didn't care what he was doing, it's public land and he wasn't bothering me. So I just said huh maybe he was a ninja, then I laughed at Courtney and told him to chill out. I felt pretty safe.There are lots of people up there on weekends and heck we were just trail riding and not messing with anybody. Anyway through the whole ride I kept having to wait for him. He has a Raptor 700 limited edition so I think it was the rider and not the machine that was the hold up. He kept telling me to not go so fast through the tight stuff. I told him if I go any slower I will tip over. He was worried we were going to be separated and the the boogey man was going to get him. Towards the end of our ride I noticed his quad was making a ticking noise. I asked when was the last time he had the valves checked. He just gave me questioning look. He isn't very mechanically minded. I asked him if he checked his oil before the ride and he hadn't so I suggested we should head back as it was getting late anyway. Then I noticed some tape on a tree near where we had stopped, it said "Sherrif line do not cross". I thought I would mess with Courtney a bit. I said hey look at that, I bet this is where they found those bodies, let's get out of here. There was a little hill you had to go up before you could turn around so up I went. I waited for him at the top, like I had throughout the whole ride. He comes flying up the hill like I didn't think he could. Wheelies at the top and runs right into me where I was stopped waiting for him. Bike goes down, I almost go down. I run at him with my fists doubled up then start laughing. I kind of had it coming I guess. So I learned some stuff last Sunday. #1 Do not ride with Quad-tards #2 The L will do OK in the woods but only OK. #3 Don't ride with people who don't maintain their gear, it will shorten your ride. #4 Take off your mirrors before you ride because when a freaked out quad-tard hits you they come loose then bug the hell out of you on the ride back. #5 I need to put some more tools in my tool bag. The bike seems to be fine. he hit my back wheel at an angle so it just kind of fell over. Thought you guys might enjoy my first dirt ride story.