Monday, October 5, 2015

So I Bit the Bullet 9.25.15

Like many people…ok…like a few people…I live my life with a bucket list in the back of my mind that I think about far too much.  Many items on that list have to do with riding a motorcycle. This past summer gave me the opportunity to check two items off the list – I did a 50CC and I got to visit George at the lake. I did not, however, get to ride to some places in Colorado and Wyoming that will still be there whenever it works out for me.

The next big ticket item on my list is called an Ultimate Coast to Coast Ride (UCC). It is very simple – ride your bike from Key West, FL, to Prudhoe Bay, AK, in less than 30 days. That isn’t a problem.  The problem is the 240 miles each way on the James Dalton Highway – think Ice Road Truckers – without gas stops and with rocks, gravel, mud, trucks, and not much else except moments of spectacular beauty.  I have to do it.

But I can’t do it on my Harley. Oh, I suppose I could.  A guy can do anything he sets his mind on and I imagine plenty of people have done the ride on an Ultra Classic. But I still remember the embarrassment of bogging down in the mud on a very calm North Dakota gravel road and tipping over at 1 mph. And I don’t want to tear up my Harley so I need a different bike.

This spring, when the UCC fever hit me hard, I bought a 2006 Suzuki DL 1000 V-Strom. While it is a very popular workhorse of a bike, it is what it is.  It was cheap and fairly indestructible.  Most importantly, it promised to give me a sense of whether or not I am ready to go over to the dark side of long distance riding on something other than a Harley. I gave it my best shot.

I put the stuff on the bike that it would need to have. Except for some kind of luggage system, some kind of electronic cruise control, and the Russell Day Long seat I would get in Northern California on my way to Alaska. I put nearly 5000 miles on it over the course of the summer and there were times when I thought that it would do.

Until one night when I got to thinking...

Kelley and I are in a Wednesday night Bible study.  When it was over, we headed home. I got there first since Kelley stopped by her office on her way home. Not wanting to start the Netflix series we are currently watching, I pulled out my computer and started to play.

It all begins with a spreadsheet and mapquest.com.  On the spreadsheet, I begin to imagine the daily destinations that would allow me to do the trip I want to do.  I pick a place, go to mapquest to get some idea of the distance, and then pick the next place. I know I want to ride as many interesting roads as possible, visit my aunt and uncle in Nevada, get a ride-in Russell Day Long seat made in a day, ride the Oregon coast, then up the coast to visit my sisters, through Canada, to Fairbanks.

Stopping in Fairbanks is required as the knobby tires you need to ride the Dalton will need to be installed there. Then up to Deadhorse to start the UCC. Find more interesting roads to get down to Key West, FL, and then home to Houston. Once I have a general idea of where I will be heading, eventually I go deeper into the route and pick the actual roads I want to ride.

Piece of cake.

I figure the church won’t die if I take three of my vacation Sundays in a row which leaves me with 21 days to make the trip. I can leave on a Monday, be home on a Friday, and in the pulpit on Sunday.  Basically, this is what the spreadsheet looked like by the time Kelley got home.




Piece of cake? I guess that depends.

The next thing I knew I was back in the same mental place I was last spring.  Reading every review I could find on the BMW 1200 GS Adventure, the KTM 1290 Super Adventure, the Triumph Tiger Explorer XC, and the Yamaha Super Tenere.  They are the flagship big adventure/tourer bikes on the market today. Fantastic on the road, able to change to knobby tires and get off the road. Tons of features.  All pretty much ready to go except for the inevitable changes I would need to do to every bike to make it tall guy friendly.

I can’t explain why but I immediately crossed the Yamaha off the list. I didn’t fit on it very well last spring.  I want to be able to tune the suspension electronically rather than using a knob and I want a bigger gas tank. I also haven’t heard glowing reviews from people who have them. That left three possibilities.

So Saturday came and, after doing some church stuff in the morning, I spent the afternoon riding the V-Strom to some motorcycle dealerships.  One more look at the BMW and it fell off the list. It is a glorious motorcycle, many argue the best in the world, and yes, that is what the guys rode on the “Long Way Around” and the “Long Way Down.”  (BTW, those guys rode 20,000 miles in 115 days.  With the support of the BMW mechanic in the truck behind them.  My North To Alaska trip calls for 13,500 miles in 21 days. Just saying…)

Those shows really put the R1200 GS Adventure on the map…but if you listen closely, they really wanted to ride KTM bikes. Unfortunately they weren’t able to get the right sponsorship so they settled for the BMW’s.  Which broke quite often. And are incredibly expensive when you don’t have a TV sponsor.

Not only that but, when I gave it test ride, I bonked my shins on the Boxer engine at each stop sign. It cost a fortune and would require lots of after market stuff to work for me.  Off the list it went.

Which left me with the Triumph Tiger Explorer XC – which, like all of the bikes in the adventure/tourer class – offered certain trade offs - and the KTM. 

2015 KTM 1290 Super Adventures are hard to find.  New this year, many dealers only got a few of them. The dealer I have been to (a few times just to sit on one) was the second place I went only to discover that they won’t get more until next year. And the first three are already pre-sold. But I had read about another dealer south of town that had one so off I went.

The KTM had me at hello.  Then I got to take a test ride. Breath-taking is the only word I need.  I filled out the paperwork and realized that buying it was within the realm of possibility.  I told the guy I would think about it over the weekend and left with an offer sheet in my pocket. I said I would either call him Tuesday morning or show up to buy the bike.

I stopped at the Triumph dealer on my way home and sat on the Explorer one more time.  It had possibilities and was priced $4,500 cheaper.  More paperwork and then a weekend to think.

Monday came, I could take the day off, so I decided to give the V-Strom one more chance. I headed out of town to have breakfast at Charlie’s Family CafĂ© near Goodrich, back west toward Huntsville, and eventually made my way home.  I rode the V-Strom hard at times to feel its limits.  I tried my best to get comfortable on it. I used the Brakeway throttle lock as often as I needed to rest my right wrist. I really tried but I knew that sitting on it for my Alaska trip would royally suck the joy out of it.

Here’s the last day I spent on the V-Strom.


Tuesday morning I headed out to the KTM dealer.  Later that day I left the V-Strom with the dealer as a trade in and I rode my new 2015 KTM 1290 Super Adventure home. 



It is lightning quick, versatile, feature laden, and is giving the BMW serious run for its money.  The only negative is that it is chain driven rather than shaft driven which is one more thing to worry about and maintain but that really isn’t a very big deal. 

I hope.

So my Harley is officially for sale…I would sell it but I'm not willing to give it away.  And I’m ready for the next stage of hitting both the road and the off road places that strike my fancy. BTW, before I signed off on anything I checked in with Kelley.  Her text message back was a simple “KTM”. How could I say no to that?

What a beautiful machine! An absolute joy to ride!



She's With Me 8.13.15

Given that I spent three weeks this summer gallivanting about the country on a bike, and given that two of those weeks were initially designed to include Kelley, and further given that both of those weeks got upstaged by Kelley’s integrity and desire to serve her clients (that means work), the only times that Kelley got on the bike at all were a couple of quick runs out to eat interesting food at interesting places around Houston.

So, when Kelley sent me a picture of the Friday special at Stiles Switch BBQ in Austin, with a note reading “Take me there sometime”, a quick glance at the calendar and I realized we could get away for a couple of days.  The “She’s With Me” ride was quickly scheduled.

The plan was to leave Houston on Thursday at 4:00 PM, ride lots of back roads out to Austin, and stay at the Best Western we have stayed at before.  Get up without an alarm on Friday, have lunch at the BBQ place, enjoy Austin on Friday night, and then find some interesting rides home.

We started right on time.  The traffic wasn’t bad and we didn’t go far on the freeway.  At our first chance west of town we got off the interstate and hit the back roads.  It was HOT and we were both doing our best to stay hydrated.  The ride was great even though I know those roads like the back of my hand.  Out to Bellville, then to La Grange, then find some new roads to eventually wind up where we wanted to be.

The first unscheduled stop – which doesn’t really apply to this ride since we weren’t really on a schedule – was the Dairy Queen in Bellville.  There is just something about small Texas town DQ’s that is irresistible when Kelley gets to ride with me.  The good thing was the ice cream.  The bad thing is that Kelley began to get the feeling that all was not right with her.



We stopped in La Grange for gas.  Kelley got off the bike at the pump.  Then it was my turn. I filled up. No problem. Then I threw my leg over the seat to clear my bike from the pump.  For the first time in my life, when my foot hit the ground on the other side of the bike, my left ankle completely twisted and gave way.  It HURT! I started the bike and gingerly made my way to a parking spot by the door. Then I gimped in to look for Kelley.

She wasn’t feeling very good but I think she chose not to tell me about it because we were both excited about being away together for a night and on the bike to get there.  She probably thought it was just the heat.  So off we went.

My ankle hurt so finding interesting side roads quickly lost its charm.  I just wanted to get to the hotel and the swimming pool.  We rode straight to it and then I gimped in to the lobby. Room key in my pocket I went back out to move the bike to the closest entrance door.  I swung my leg over the seat AND DID IT AGAIN! 

It was the one on the left.
Was our trip cursed? We got to the room and Kelley didn’t feel like going out so I rode to a grocery store to get some supplies. My taste of Austin Weird was confined to the crowd at the local HEB. They didn’t disappoint. I got back to the room to find Kelley feeling even worse.

By midnight we were in an emergency room.  They took good care of her, gave her what she needed, we made one drugstore stop, and then in for the night. Poor Kelley! But she was a trooper and not complaining.

The morning came and she felt a little better.  We had breakfast and then time at the pool before heading over for BBQ. Stiles Switch was worth the trip. 



Back then to the motel as neither of us were in the mood to do much more riding.  We spent the rest of the day together at the pool and it was perfect.



Saturday morning we packed up and headed north. The plan was to angle over to Taylor and then take 36 back to Houston. I chose not to take the tollway so we took a bit of a circuitous route through Round Rock but that worked out perfectly as we got to see the baseball stadium and the Dell Computer campus.  I know, strange to get excited about something like that but if you haven’t seen it before…it was cool.

Earlier this summer I was out on a ride with some other guys with the plan of stopping for lunch at the Kenney Store in beautiful downtown Kenney, TX.  Unfortunately the stator went out on my Harley and I didn’t dare turn it off. So, when we got to the store, everybody else went in to eat the famous lunch beef tips and I limped back to town to drop my bike off at the shop.

Remembering that, Kelley and I made our way to Kenney so we could see if the beef tips were as good as advertised.  When I rode up to the store Kelley asked if it was really a store.  As you can see, it wasn’t much to look at from the outside but it is delightful inside and the food was fantastic.  Order the beef tips!

I don't understand why Kelley would wonder if they were open or not. Notice Downtown Kenney...
After lunch we passed back through Bellville and took the back roads home. No more incidents.  Kelley felt much better. My ankle didn’t hurt too bad. The weather was beautiful. We got back to the townhouse realizing that we need to do this more often.

Once again, a ride ends with my realization that God seriously had my back when God brought Kelley into my life. I am both proud and grateful every time I get to say that she is with me.