I met these two at the gas station in Crested Butte. They were from Georgia. These guys had all KTM gear; pants, boots, gloves, helmets, goggles...everything KTM. We ended up riding together for a few hours. They had just arrived in Crested Butte and had ridden no where yet.
Yikes! These guys were going fast. They took off at full race pace. The younger guy crashed on the gravel road in front of me. After that they reduced their speed to a more sensible pace.
We follow a dirt road that just ended here. I took photos while the older guy (my age) consulted his map. We were not lost. We knew exactly where we were. We just did not know how to get anywhere from here. We back tracked and eventually went our separate ways.