One day late feburary me, my dad, and another fellow we ride with were messing around near the trails(a few hundred feet below it), and it was a little steep, and my dad and the other fellow were discussing if they thought we could make it. Me being the macho dude I am and my super studly 500xc sp(yes a short track) I say of course we can make it! and hammer down the throttle and starting going up. Things are going pretty good as I am crusing up, until I start turning and I see a tree. So basicly, the front end is right up against the dam thing, and trying to save SOME face i threw it in reverse a few feet and it killed after that.
So I get it going again and get ready to try and continue the climb by once again throwing down the throttle and I will admit, I was quite surprised to find out it was still in reverse. My dad still hasn't stopped giving me crap about it.