No Foreign Lands Adventure Touring Across The Globe

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Benelli QattroNove X Off Road

R.I.P. KTM Adventure R – You shall be no

It is with a fond farewell I have to say goodbye to my trusty of the last 7 years. My KTM Adventure R has Not a small …. Not a … Not a fouled spark plug.

Not a piece of electronics gone

This was the sound of metal from within the core of the The heart of the bike, if you will. It you could say, a massive infarction. After the sound of breaking, there were metallic sounds, then grinding-type noises, then coasting, then nothingness.

a period of time when I was to experience the silence of a mid-morning waiting for a ride in the heart of the Valley of California.

As I sat waiting for my to come pick me up, I thought my time with this motorcycle. Some long to destinations many states (or a country) away. Some rides to work around the the of Hoover Reservoir just Columbus, Ohio.

Manic rides in endurance where 24 hours was measured in 4 mileage totals. But all great with the massive, thumping of the 625cc single driving me

There was the first time I saw the KTM LC4 R, sitting at my desk at Honda RD as I a model book back in cutting and pasting images of ATVs, snowmobiles, and PWCs a document that all of the higher ups go through if they wondered how cc’s the latest Arctic Cat As I built the KTM section, there it The 1998 KTM Adventure R with low massive 7.4 gallon tank, and that would take you Paris to Dakar and back.

I printed out a nice 8.5″ x 11″ picture of the big single and posted it on my wall.

There was the first home from The Cycle in southern Indiana. Almost the right-hand mirror fell five miles after off the showroom floor. Then the brake master cylinder leaking just north of When I stopped to fix that the little tool kit that with the bike (take off the MC and use a paper towel to soak up the brake fluid), I noticed a of overflowed, excess oil underneath the

After a 2.5 hour ride I was and in love.

There was my first rally two weeks after the bike home. I rode to Cincinnati for my second Buckeye (previously done on a VFR750), and a nearly new single-cylinder dirt 1,479 miles through six capitols (Kentucky, West Ohio, Michigan, Illinois, and Indiana). I entered the rally spot (a hotel parking doing my best supermotard much to the amusement of the rally and finished 1 minute before the point in this 24 hour

There was my first off road on the bike. I hit mud on a wooden, creek-crossing and slid off the bridge. Well, off the bridge.

I ended up on top of the bike the rear axle nut kept it sliding completely off, and the end was stuck down below in the mud of the bank.

Benelli QattroNove X Off Road

There was the time I the entire bike down to a pile of parts, loaded it the trunk and back seat of my car and across the country to my new job. I reassembled it, I ended up crashing a few later at about 15 mph in the early fog/drizzle where it had dampened a covered with redwood leaves. Then, we nearly got hit as a WRX came barreling around the at about 40 mph and nearly slid us on the same slippery leaves.

There was the o’dark-thirty ride the Gettysberg National Military during a BATLDR rally, to find an observation tower to down some obscure while the ghosts of the 51,000 who during this battle had to to the thumpa-thumpa of this big single through the early morning After I climbed to the top of the tower and down the needed factoid (I it was that the house to the southeast of the had been lived in by Eisenhower his presidency), the sun started to rise.

As the made way to light, the battlefield visible all around me, and in my sleep-deprived I felt like I was there on the of the battle waiting for the fighting to After I made my way back to my bike and started riding I realized now that it was a bit lighter when I had arrived that I had motoring through campgrounds with hundreds of Civil War Sorry, guys!

My bad!

There was the last on the KTM before it died. I took my and her friend to the local OHV area to It was more of a dawdling meander anything else, as this pair of 8-year-old kids really scream across the

I got a few speedy bursts in, jumping on of the trail obstacles left the last hare scrambles there. But the most fun was getting ice when we were riding to the car and sitting with the kids about how much fun the riding had

And now the bike is sitting in my garage, for me to dissect the motor and make a about whether to fix it or part out the Sad to say, but I suspect that it cost more to have the rebuilt than I could get if I to sell the bike after the is fixed and reinstalled. I love bike, but it may be time to move on.

Perhaps I can find a gray Rallye 660. Or maybe time to step up to an LC8 Adventure. got some thinking to do…


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