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On-the-Job ADV Training With Bill Dragoo’s DART School

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The sun’s early rays light up towering bluffs along State Route 276 as the group heads to breakfast before tackling the notorious Notom-Bullfrog Road. Photos by Susan Dragoo.

A tiny figure on a Honda CRF250 slowly ascends a rocky slope in the rough country of southeastern Utah. Partway up she veers off course and stops a few feet from the top. A lifelong street motorcyclist, this is her first foray off pavement. Her breathing is rapid, eyes wide.

A man in a faded Tilley hat steps forward and offers a few words of encouragement. “You nearly cleaned that hill!” says Bill Dragoo. “Just stick with the plan and keep your eyes on the top. You’re here to slay some dragons and this one has met his match.” She takes a deep breath, stands up again and leans into the hill, this time victorious. A cheer goes up from her fellow students.

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“What do I do if I can’t make it up that hill?” Practicing failure and learning how to convert it to success builds confidence during DART training. Instructor Bill Dragoo demonstrates technique for overcoming a failed hill climb.

For many a motorcyclist, the “Pavement Ends” sign triggers a U-turn, along with a twinge of regret. The trail ahead may be alluring and the bike fully capable of handling rough terrain, but the rider lacks the confidence to explore the unknown. This group is gathered to learn how to keep going when the asphalt disappears. MotoDiscovery has brought Bill Dragoo to Utah to train guests on one of its small-group adventure tours, beginning with two days of instruction at 3 Step Hideaway, a motorcycle-oriented resort in remote Lisbon Valley.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
Three Step Hideaway welcomes motorcyclists to an off-the-grid experience amid miles of dirt trails in Lisbon Valley, Utah.

For Dragoo, the fun begins when the pavement ends. Through his school, Dragoo Adventure Rider Training (DART), his mission is “to provide quality off-road training at a fair price.” A member of the United States BMW GS Trophy team in 2010, Dragoo began teaching off-road riding skills in 2013 while visiting Bolivia. There, fellow riders sought his coaching for handling their big dual-sport bikes more skillfully on the country’s treacherous unpaved roads.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
Peg weight and power are essential inputs for negotiating sand. Bill Dragoo puts them together in a sand wash near Caineville, Utah.

Soon after, he was conducting classes in his home state of Oklahoma, then accepting invitations to travel across the U.S. and back to South America to train riders as part of organized motorcycle tours. Now he is one of a handful of Americans certified as an off-road instructor by BMW Motorrad at its world training camp in Hechlingen, Germany.

Here in Utah, Dragoo’s job is to help riders prepare for MotoDiscovery’s 850-mile tour through some of the state’s best scenery, much of which can be reached only by leaving the pavement. Seven clients have traveled from across the U.S., some bringing their own dual-sport bikes, including a BMW R 1200 GS, and others renting Suzuki DRZ400s and a Honda CRF250. Skills vary widely, from newbie to desert racer, but there is something here to challenge them all.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
Fuel range can be an issue for motorcyclists in many areas of Utah. MotoDiscovery prevents empty tanks with plenty of extra fuel in its chase vehicle. Here, Alex Moore tops off a rider’s tank in Capitol Reef’s Cathedral Valley.

Dragoo’s training is tailored to prepare riders for adversity. He starts with the basics and moves through a series of skill-building exercises designed to present the types of challenges students will face during a real adventure ride, whether on a local forest road, one of the Backcountry Discovery Routes or an around-the-world journey.

At 3 Step, the first morning is spent on fundamentals. Starting with static exercises, Dragoo teaches proper body position, the value of maintaining balance and the benefits of peg-weight steering. Before riding drills, participants are taught to “lead” their bikes, practicing clutch and brake interaction while walking beside the machine over small hills. Enduro steering follows, in which counterweight turns, head and eye position and the nuances of fine clutch and brake interaction are emphasized.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
Full-lock turns are an essential element to managing big bikes off-pavement. Bill Dragoo demonstrates the technique during the first day of training at 3 Step Hideaway.

It is slow-speed work, keeping the bike in tension at times by dragging a brake against the clutch while executing tight circles on loose terrain, skills useful on rough mountain roads and tight switchbacks. An afternoon trail ride helps the group loosen up and apply what they’ve learned.

The second day adds braking on loose surfaces and provides comprehensive practice with a variable terrain exercise, then it’s off to the trails again for more advanced skills: hill fail reversals, loose hill starts and even towing. It is an intense two days, and responses vary. Many students are tired and eager to return to 3 Step for a rest, but a few spend some extra time riding a sand wash, just for fun.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
The spires of Capitol Reef National Park’s remote Cathedral Valley District await riders willing to kick up some dust on this twisty back road.

Departure day brings a late September frost and, after a hearty breakfast, the riders layer up against the cold. Barak Naggan and Alex Moore shepherd the group for MotoDiscovery, Naggan leading on his Yamaha WR450 and Moore in a support vehicle. I’m also in a chase truck, photographing the event.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
State Route 211 twists through a canyon along Indian Creek just east of Canyonlands National Park. MotoDiscovery’s Barak Naggan leads riders around the canyon’s curves after examining the petroglyphs at Newspaper Rock Historical Monument.

Traveling west, we skirt the edge of Canyonlands National Park’s Needles District, then ascend into the La Sal Mountains, negotiating dirt roads with tight switchbacks and precipitous views, where new skills come in handy. Returning to the desert, the distant towers of Monument Valley are visible on the southern horizon. We arrive at Hall’s Crossing on Lake Powell for the 4 p.m. ferry. After an intense day of riding, the chance to relax is welcome. Soon a structure becomes visible on the opposite shore–our lodging for the night, the Defiance House Lodge. When the ferry docks we roll off and travel smooth, curvy pavement to the hotel.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
The village of Bullfrog nestles among red rock domes on the shore of Utah’s Lake Powell near Hall’s Ferry Crossing.

Awakening the next day to light showers, we head out for Notom-Bullfrog Road. We enter the graded dirt road off State Route 276 and are greeted by some of Utah’s most dramatic scenery as our route hugs the east side of the Waterpocket Fold, a jagged, 100-mile buckle in the earth’s surface. The Burr Trail cuts across the fold, and we ascend–and then descend–its notorious switchbacks. One of our least experienced riders shines here, delicately balancing his machine over loose terrain and picking his way along with the dexterity of a dancer.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
Water breaks provide a welcome pause as riders hydrate on fluids and drink in the view at an overlook on Utah Route 276.

Back in the valley, we really begin to experience the effects of the rain: two riders go down in the slippery mud. No harm done, except to their now-grimy riding outfits, and soon we are off again, practicing a stream crossing in the Fremont River, riding a dry wash near Caineville, and taking a side trip to Capitol Reef National Park’s Cathedral Valley before ending the full day of riding in Hanksville. The town is little more than a crossroads, but it’s the only place around, and the basic but clean Whispering Sands Motel serves its purpose.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
A remote ford on the Fremont River near Caineville, Utah, provides the opportunity to practice stream crossings. Bill Dragoo scouts the best line for the group of riders to follow.

There is more rain overnight and Naggan recommends the paved route to our third destination, Moab. A late morning arrival leaves ample time for individual side trips after checking in to the plush Best Western Canyonlands. Two riders join Dragoo and Naggan for a ride over Hurrah Pass. Their ride is cut short by a flat tire on Dragoo’s BMW R 1200 GS, but the inconvenience quickly becomes a teaching moment as he demonstrates a field tire repair before turning the group back to Moab.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
DART is one of the few schools offering two-up adventure rider training. Bill Dragoo gives this student a taste of riding pillion while standing on the pegs and crossing the Fremont River.

Leaving Moab on our last day, we wind through the slickrock playground of Sand Flats Recreation Area. We stop at Porcupine Rim Overlook, where low clouds obscure our view of Castle Valley. Peering down from the edge, we try to glimpse hints of the formations below and are rewarded with a rare “pilot’s halo” forming a sliver of rainbow. Snow in the La Sals discourages further ascent on dirt roads so we return to 3 Step via pavement, where we load bikes on trailers and say our good-byes.

Bill Dragoo DART ADV training
Food and fellowship abound in the cantina at 3 Step Hideaway. A bath house, livery stable (a.k.a. motorcycle shop), and solar-powered cabins complete the Old West motif at the southeastern Utah resort.

For many of these riders–learning new skills and having the opportunity to apply them immediately–it has been a week of transformation. Now for them, pavement is the means to an end and the “Pavement Ends” sign the beginning of adventure.

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Source: RiderMagazine.com

(Mis)Adventures on the Utah BDR

Our plan was a no-brainer: ride the Utah Backcountry Discovery Route (UTBDR) from Mexican Hat, Utah, to the Idaho border, starting in Santa Barbara, California. Packing along both the official map and GPS tracks, and having already nixed a couple of “expert” sections from our route, we set off.

My buddy Roger rode his new BMW R 1200 GS Adventure, while I saddled my 2009 F 800 GS. In my enduring quest for the ideal adventure rubber, I took a tip from Senior Editor Greg Drevenstedt and shod my GS with a set of Mitas E-07 tires (an E-07+ at the rear) from Motorace for my own evaluation. (Read Greg’s review here.)

Utah BDRSix hundred miles brought us from coastal California, through hellish desert heat to a cool, green oasis of dispersed camping outside Flagstaff, Arizona, for the night.

Navajo roadside artworkMuch of the next 200 miles to Mexican Hat, Utah, crossed the Navajo Indian Reservation, where the roadside artwork almost comes alive.

Monument ValleyOur northward ride included Monument Valley, the backdrop for many western movies. Hey, is that a stagecoach up ahead?

Valley of the GodsThe official UTBDR route starts with an easy ride on graded dirt and gravel through Valley of the Gods. We would later refer to this as “getting sucked in.”

Valley of the GodsThe desert can surprise you: from blue skies to brown in four minutes.

Utah BDRThe Moki Dugway–several short, steep switchbacks built for uranium ore transport–was a piece of cake. Following that, Snow Flat Road was more like a tough steak cooked well-done then dropped in the sand. The red menace met us within yards of the turnoff and harassed us all day. Airing down the E-07s, I prepared for the worst. We hit a welcome stretch of bedrock, lumpy but solid, then more sand–deeper sand, miles of it.

Utah BDRMitas rubber earned my respect here, the tractor-like tread of the rear E-07+ grabbing sand by the bucketful to keep me afloat. There were a thousand thrills and no spills–a miraculous ride for this card-carrying sand hater. The GSA wasn’t as fortunate, requiring a few naps along the way.

TCX bootsAdding insult to exhaustion, the sand turned my new TCX adventure boots pink.

Sand Island CampgroundOur home for the night was–you can’t make this stuff up–Sand Island Campground on the San Juan River, near Bluff. It rained as we ate a cold dinner.

Newspaper rockWell-fed at the Twin Rocks restaurant in Bluff–and sand-averse–we skipped Butler Wash the next morning. Mud-averse, we also skipped the Abajo Mountains section due to pouring rain. The paved Hart’s Draw loop out of Monticello was more our speed, and rain didn’t spoil the scenery. Struggling to comprehend the meaning of “2,000 years ago,” we studied the hundreds of petroglyphs decorating Newspaper Rock on Utah Route 211.

Utah BDRWhen the signs among a spider web of natural gas pipes say “Beware of Hydrogen Sulfide,” you can be pretty sure you’ve made a wrong turn–or two. Once oriented, rotting asphalt then dirt delivered us to the east side of the La Sal Mountains. The forest road through pines and aspen to La Sal Pass (more than 10,000 feet), is a 9.5 out of 10.

Utah BDRAnother ominous sign, “Four-wheel Drive Only,” marked the way down. But it was the route (*see note at bottom), so down we went. It should have said, “We hope your life insurance is paid up.” Within a few turns the steep, rocky road got steeper and rockier. There was no going back–our beloved GSs had become ten-ton monsters that crashed and banged down the chutes like rodeo bulls. Roger tipped over, we righted him. The next time, a couple in a side-by-side helped. Their parting message: “Go back, the road gets worse below.” On its third rock nap, the GSA started drooling oil. We were gudenstuck. On cue, saviors from Moab rolled up: two guys, one girl, two trucks. True fact: a GSA fits into a beat-up Tacoma with the tailgate shut, with room for my luggage.

F 800 GS Utah BDRTaking the lead on my lightened motorcycle, I would scout a path through the rocks ahead, do my best to follow it and stop where possible. Then I’d catch my breath and repeat. I had it down, until I went down. The bike stalled atop a high berm when I failed pay attention to the throttle–chugga, chugga, click! Then whump as we landed on a fortuitous pile of rocks above a deep ravine. Several choice words later I climbed up and waited for the trucks.

Utah BDRFour of us wrestled the GS back on the road in short order. Next up in the fun parade: rain, slick rocks and a fogging faceshield. The Mitas treads stuck to wet rocks almost like they were dry, but each chute took more energy from my flagging reserves until, near the bottom, I faced the Widowmaker. A left-handed switchback strewn with loose rock and several large set pieces dropped away in front of me. The outside wheel track was high-banked and loose, a small mistake there would spell disaster. The steeper path to the inside offered solid rock with good braking. A steering correction would take me through a small gap between rocks and onto a smoother way down. Not ideal, but a mistake here wouldn’t dump me off the side again. I the let the brakes off slowly, adjusted course and nailed the gap. From there it was just one more rocky section to the bottom.

R 1200 GS repairsIt was dark when the trucks showed up. We caravanned into Moab, found a motel, thanked our saviors and collapsed. Roger tore into the GSA the next morning, finding no damage to the valve cover. A small oil seep from the gasket was making a mess, but he was in no danger of running dry. We headed to Salt Lake City via pavement for repairs.

La Sal Loop UtahBut first, scenery. The La Sal Loop outside of Moab skirts the foothills on fresh new pavement, leading to Castle Valley. Light traffic and red rock panoramas were a perfect fit for our slow, tired pace. Utah Route 128 guided us north along the Colorado River, where in-your-face geology lined both sides of the road. At I-70 we struck west for Green River; a few miles later Roger’s clutch started failing and my motor began cutting out. Now we couldn’t get to Salt Lake fast enough. Or could we even get there at all?

motorcycle ride UtahI limped into Salt Lake City with a bike that would run for miles, then stall, then run. Luckily, not on the final stretch of interstate to Harrison Eurosports, staffed by nice folks who keep time in their schedule for travelers. They told us that Roger’s clutch was toast and overnighted a new one (unfortunately not a BMW warranty item). My bike passed all the computer tests and their visual inspection. The next day, with time to kill waiting for the clutch install, I looked closer. The head of the kickstand bolt was gone, giving the stand enough side movement to activate the cutout switch. No bolt in stock, but Internet help in my pocket: cut the wires, attach red to white, leave brown alone. Bingo!

motorcycle ride UtahBack on the BDR, we camped in the forest off of Utah Route 150 and enjoyed an easy morning’s ride.

Utah Wyoming cornerstoneBack on dirt, we detoured to the 1873 cornerstone of Utah and Wyoming, before arriving in Evanston, Wyoming, for lunch. Shunning the off-ramp fast food, we found the Main Street Deli in town (recommended) for a last meal together. It was time for me to head home while Roger continued on the route, then up to Yellowstone. With pledges to try again next year, we said our good-byes and headed in opposite directions.

Nevada motorcycle rideWith more than 1,000 miles to mull over the trip and look for where we might have gone wrong, about all I could come up with is that our loads should have been lighter. Not that weight killed the GSA or my kickstand, but it didn’t help the handling in the sand or coming down La Sal Pass one bit. What I did right was select a good tire–the Mitas E-07s performed like a champ on twisties, sand, dirt and rocks, and after 2,500 miles they had enough tread remaining to do the whole ride again. Another thumb up for Mitas–thanks for the tip, Greg!

*Once home, I checked the BDR web site, ridebdr.com, and found a notice posted shortly we left Santa Barbara: “The west side of La Sal Pass has become difficult to travel due to past flooding and OHV travel. It should be considered Expert Only and travel by Adventure Bike is not recommended at this time.”

Source: RiderMagazine.com