Gross motorcycle stupidity

 A couple weeks ago Kadizzle found a mountain road that took him out onto a high point where he could get a good view of the valley where he now resides.  Since then Kadizzle has been trying to refind the same road with nothing but failure.  Today Kadizzle took off on the mission to find the missing route. During the quest sixteen miles into the forest Kadizzle saw an interesting road or the simulation of a road, or more like a goat trail called Little Creek.  The game of dare to be stupid began. Kadizzle started up little creek and the little guy in his head kept saying you can make it farther. Like a well groomed idiot Kadizzle kept going up and up a very bad road nobody uses.  However, it was clear someone had been up this goat trail. This made Kadizzle think yes you could get to the top.  Gradually the trail got worse and worse and another little voice in the head said " you better turn around you idiot".  Of course " you idiot" kept going.  Then the bell started to clang. What if something goes wrong, nobody will ever find you. Kadizzle called Winky and and left a message on her phone giving the approximate location to look for the body.  Now he was damn near what seemed like the top of the mountain with no idea where he really was.  About two or three hundred yards and he would be at the top. The poor old Yamaha had been hauling his lard ass up a very steep grade. The Yamaha overheated and said I quit. Now what? This was a real mess. Turn around and go back the terrible three miles he had just come up or try to make it to the top.  After pouring or spitting two bottles of water on the cycle it seemed like it cooled down. Praise be unto Jeeesus it started. Kadizzle used the clutch and first gear. He walked beside the motorcycle and got it to the top of the mountain where it was flat.  The blessing was there was somewhat of a real road there.  Following the road he came to a meadow. He could see a decent gravel road in the distance. After he managed to get to the decent road he began to realize he was on the Escadilla mountain road. This was a blessing and he started home. At this point he had to switch to the reserve tank. As usual he did not start the trip expecting to get involved in an adventure. He did not take the satellite communicator. Also he lacked a couple other necessities such as a decent jacket. In the end he was lucky or shrewd.  The stupid feeling lingered for awhile, but no doubt Kadizzle learned nothing.