Brokeback FJR - A ride report told from 2 Perspectives

[exskibum]

If you had called and headed south instead I would have mounted a good tire supplied cold beer,lodging and a Reuben.

But Ray - that would have diminished a story whose reading is gettin better/wierder by the hour.

Paying leery attention now. The pics are getting sketchier (in a fat and maybe gay kinda way) while the foreshadowing finally begins to suggest why this thread is titled the way it is. What is next for our heroes?

Good choice not to push that tire further, guys - what's it got left? Maybe 3 miles? :lol:

 

[sportsguy]

I gassed up the Adventure, knowing it was the final time my loins would straddle it's sleek...er, sorry. Yeah, so last time riding the KTM, I'd miss it... 'nuff said...

Dave spoke to the station attendant about parking the FJR in the lot for the night. Despite our belief the station remained open 24 hours, they assured us they closed at 11PM. Dave shrugged and said he'd be fine if we came back and the faithful FJR was gone. Tough love right there.

We transferred the gear from the FJR to the KTM, neither of us really talking about the elephant in the room: rider or passenger? Dave commented that he didn't know the KTM's load capacity. I told him it didn't matter because neither of us were spending the night at the gas station. We tossed the idea of Rock, Paper, Scissors about, but neither of us bit. Dave then tried to out muscle me citing some BS about recently having ridden with Sweetie Pie on the back and so he was "fresher" for the experience. I countered with, "BS. I've ridden two up, too, with my wife AND my dog!" My cool stainless steel gaze met his titanium will...and...


Dave rode. I passengered. Within about 40 feet of lift off, we stopped, caught a glimpse of ourselves reflected in the gas station window and nearly fell over we laughed so hard. We wobbled out of the lot with me wondering if the 4 extra clicks of rear compression I dialed in was doing anything and Dave doing his level best at pretending to be able to reach terra firma when we rolled to the stop sign at the highway.

I wanted to look back one final time at the forlorn Feejer...but feared even this minute movement of my head would send us wobbling to the ditch. Oh yeah, he's TOTALLY in control here...visions of me "testing" my Motoport suite danced in my head with the firmly underlined decision: if we wipe out, I'm literally throwing Dave under me, the bus!

 

[Auburn]

You guessed it.
TWO FAT MEN ON A DUAL SPORT (built for 1).

We went from this:

To something vaguely resembling this:

It could have possibly been far worse, but recall we had strategized for this possibility. Because....you know....the salads....

Alright, now you owe me a keyboard...can't get it clean

 

[sportsguy]

You guessed it.
TWO FAT MEN ON A DUAL SPORT (built for 1).

We went from this:

To something vaguely resembling this:

It could have possibly been far worse, but recall we had strategized for this possibility. Because....you know....the salads....

Alright, now you owe me a keyboard...can't get it clean

Yeah, she is pretty hawt...

 

[Hudson]

As I caught a glimpse of SportGuy and I in the reflection of the service station window, I yelled :

“We never mention this again, OK?

Duane: “I can’t quit you, Hudson.”

We had sixty miles to go. Sweet Cheesuhs.

 

[sportsguy]

Then ensued the most uncomfortable 58 miles of my life. The KTM didn't seem to care, but my knees did. Lemme just clear this up because I know a lot of folks must be wondering about this. How much time did KTM invest in product testing the Adventure R for two-up riding with two middle-aged North American dudes? The answer was 5.7 seconds. Enough time to ask the question of could it be done, enough time to stare at the bike for a moment or three and enough time to shrug and say it was done. Oddly, I must report, the Renazco seat remained comfortable even under these trying circumstances. The funniest moment for me being about half way through the journey as we passed a Geo Metro with a couple of big guys in it. As we drifted by them, I looked over and flipped them a big thumbs up. They looked at each other, then burst out laughing. Try as they might after that, they never caught up with us.


Anyway, we made it to Yakima and to the hotel we'd booked. The plan was for Hudson to run back to Fall City, fetch the truck and trailer and head back to pick me up. We'd make the run back to Goldendale for the FJR, then spend the remainder of the night in Yakima. This would put is back at the hotel near 1am, but we could sleep in till 9.

 

[escapefjrtist]

Outta **LIKES** so this is the best I can do!

There's so much material here...damn, we're going to be ready and primed for years.

Carry on!

--G

 

[sportsguy]

Outta **LIKES** so this is the best I can do!
There's so much material here...damn, we're going to be ready and primed for years.

Carry on!

--G

LOL

 

[exskibum]

Jeeze, you guys - the mental images of that alone, BUT having to see yourselves in the reflections! :rofl:

Not yer plain vanilla ride report. Thanks.

 

[Hudson]

Woo Hoo Moment Number 4.

I made it from Yakima to Fall City in an hour and 15 minutes, riding into a bright sun with a 30mph winds.

I rule.

I pulled into the tavern around 9pm to grab dinner and a needed beer. I was toast. No fucking way I was doing a 2 hour return trip.

 

[RaYzerman19]

Jeeze, you guys - the mental images of that alone, BUT having to see yourselves in the reflections!

Not yer plain vanilla ride report. Thanks.

Amazing, but there are times when there should NOT be pictures!

 

[sportsguy]

Hudson called when he reached Fall City and suggested an alternate plan, which I thought was reasonable (bastard was at the Tavern in Fall City enjoying onion rings when he called, no less!). So he crashed at home, I stayed at the hotel and on Sunday morning he came to get me. We ran South, loaded the FJR and sped back to his place. With a brief stop at the butcher and bakery in Cle Elum, we had just enough time for me to pack and get to the airport for my flight back to Los Angeles.

Are my Gummi Bears in here?

Ignominious

When we'd thought this trip up, I thought the only real Adventure we'd have would be the KTM (see what I did there?). Turns out Oregon's Northeast chip-sealed roads had other plans for us, devouring the FJRs rear tire much faster than anticipated. During our rescue it hit me like a ton of bricks. In hindsight the idea was there earlier, while we were weighing options in Condon OR. I could have kicked myself for not thinking of it sooner. The solution was right there! Darkside the FJR! The tire shop was bound to have a small, cheap radial that would fit. It easily would have gotten us to Yakima and then back home, too. See, the decision to choose salads had a negative effect on us. They made us think of healthy, safe options. Nothing like a good feed of fries to make you explore the crazier side of life!

 

[Panman]

Hudson called when he reached Fall City and suggested an alternate plan, which I thought was reasonable (bastard was at the Tavern in Fall City enjoying onion rings when he called, no less!). So he crashed at home, I stayed at the hotel and on Sunday morning he came to get me. We ran South, loaded the FJR and sped back to his place. With a brief stop at the butcher and bakery in Cle Elum, we had just enough time for me to pack and get to the airport for my flight back to Los Angeles.
Are my Gummi Bears in here?

Ignominious

When we'd thought this trip up, I thought the only real Adventure we'd have would be the KTM (see what I did there?). Turns out Oregon's Northeast chip-sealed roads had other plans for us, devouring the FJRs rear tire much faster than anticipated. During our rescue it hit me like a ton of bricks. In hindsight the idea was there earlier, while we were weighing options in Condon OR. I could have kicked myself for not thinking of it sooner. The solution was right there! Darkside the FJR! The tire shop was bound to have a small, cheap radial that would fit. It easily would have gotten us to Yakima and then back home, too. See, the decision to choose salads had a negative effect on us. They made us think of healthy, safe options. Nothing like a good feed of fries to make you explore the crazier side of life!

Maybe not D I think you have to alter the arm that anchors the caliper?????????????

 

[Niehart]

You guys do know I have a trailer, right?

 

[exskibum]

Thank GAWD (on behalf of us readers) that you guys decided to depart from the movie script that last night. Don't even wanna know what Sportsguy did on the back of that KTM to kill the mood, but most of us who sat through the movie probably understand Hudson's decision making process there.

Entertaining RR, guys!

 

[sportsguy]

You guys do know I have a trailer, right?

Yes. We were pieless so also knew it wouldn't roll an inch for us...

@Panman - yeah, IIRC, you're correct. Pretty sure a BFH would have been found to help with that "solution" had we considered it in time.

 

[Hudson]

I could have kicked myself for not thinking of it sooner. The solution was right there! Darkside the FJR!

 

[Hudson]

You guys do know I have a trailer, right?

Yep, but saving up for when I really need an ask....like "hello Dave? Yeah, we're stuck outside of the Black Hills and we need you to come with your trailer..."

 

[SacramentoMike]

Alright, now you owe me a keyboard...can't get it clean

Yeah, she is pretty hawt...

The implications of this comment alone justify the last four pages of reading. If I needed it. Great ride and report.

 

[FJRPittsburgh]

Great ride report. Enjoyed it all.