All Gravel is Snotty Looseness to everyone, even the deer spin out on their butts often when I bare down on them so no mater which way they go its out of the way. Dodging 'em while they kick and squirm to regain feet causes some of my most intense handling moments I wish for a side car not be get knocked over.
This dead deer section is an Ozark Gravel freeway, 4 tire ruts wide and then some most its length. Fairly easy to ride unless kicking up heels or have to put on brakes or maneuver much unplanned for ahead of time, then oh ugh. Then there's the 3 rut lanes one must get to very edge to let others pass. There's also a lot of 2 rut lanes that require tires off the edge to let others pass. Encounter here are so close even going 20 mph they fast in your face so no time to react but already expecting the unexpected so already always out of the way. School buses and postal delivery know they have Gov't protection so don't hold to their side over crests of tights so tend to pinch one off into the weeds. If only it were just weeds, not rocks, barbed wire, ditches and trees.
If you ever flinched at those movie shots of cycles shooting gaps in impossible traffic, it like that too often but w/o being choreographed ahead of time.
THE Death Event of my sanity sense of survival that forged Horrific hobot handling.
One night 1/5th ~100 yds way up river climb out, discovered I was first tires to follow after THE Grader grooming which fluffs up ~4" layer of pea to fist size stones, so rear began to just spin in place feathering throttle torque so bike slip-skip-slide off of wrong banked sweeper over edge, too steep too loose to walk on nor feet down to resist a drop, got So Angry that my timid normal thoughtful reasoned riding was going to crash me AGAIN, I went Ballistic Beserk!!! Red lining thru 1st so crank gryo kept bike up then rear weather vaned down slope to point bike back to 'road' crown and began to gain ground again by pure Gravel jets mass ejected by tire - too freaked out furious for fear & front still loaded digging random ruddering tank slapping - I Rebel YELLED in face of fire - snicked 2nd WOT and it hooked to lift front to just float over stuff essentially riding the rear like a salom water skier pivoting on tail skeg to fish tail upward - Crested about 60 into 90' sharp still convinced I was going crash as always had before in these condition, skewed SV sideways almost to low side but jerked a hi side up, at same time this slowed flight into fence, Elation hit - still in saddle! but also still on the Shitty Loose Snot heading for Dead Man's curve, a bluff point/peak 270' bad juju wrong bank hook back - mostly cleared of trees and fence d/t folks going over the edge taking scenery with them, For an instant tried to back off hi rev's but front dug in almost slapping us down *!*!* FUCK IT> FULL WOT> 9-10,000 rpm in 1st > front floated on top again then rear weather vaned down slope to point nose to apex above and skied that SOB around till it opened up into wider 2 ruts with loose long hump in the middle, Crap! SCREW IT> YEEHOOWWWW Snicked 2nd WOT and attacked that center hump like a boat wake criss-crossing and catching some air, hitting as obliquity unstable upseting crash inducing angles as I could > time after time after time over rocks limbs lumps holes, nothing would crash me in that psychotic state but smacking direct into it. I am a permanent injured impaired dead man ridding on borrowed time ever since.
Throwing a racer on its chin fairing folding peg up till front is slapping chassis out of control then NAIL it to fly up to settle it down into funner freedoms is child's play compared.
Kings River approach in 'normal' packed down state.
So I learned to really ride wild on them dam corner crippled modern balloon tire rigids. Eventually I tested Peel in same conditions to be amazed how much better hook up and control. SV could only get to loe 60's on the climb but I had to back off on Peel in upper 70's to make the sharp 90's at top. No luxury of hill climber run out at top, or the bottoms, the hardest parts out here.