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Sidecars Snow: A Mountain with Ural Motorcycles


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the chance to ride motorcycles in the a sane rider might decline, but what’s life a few two three-wheeled thrills? On a recent by Ural Motorcycles we did just responding “yes, please” while simultaneously reaching for our and multiple changes of underwear. stop, cold and soggy

Wait, “not Russia”, you Ural Motorcycles is steeped in history, war history, but today is actually based in the Pacific far from the frontlines of any European but manufacturing continues to happen on the side of the world in Siberia — inhabited by folks that a thing or two about wretched

Our agent of transportation for the ride: the capable and appropriately named (at for us) Gear-Up sidecar motorcycle. Our destination: nowhere specific, but we did we would be making our way through a snow cloaked road in the Here’s how things went.

Watch our film and story after the jump.

We never expect too much in the way of location but we received the kind of brusque that makes our job truly from none other Mr. Cob (short for Cranky Old Bastard), out of Seattle. We could not have for a more experienced Ural as Mr. Cob took his own Gear-Up for a road of monumental proportions, hitting the of the lower 48 states on a lengthy ride.

If we could describe Mr. we’d say he was equal parts traveler, motorcycling appassionato, and grizzly bear. Frankly, we have had it any other way.

We prepped to ride the Gear-Up by our as he gave key pointers on the counterintuitive physics involved in managing a motorcycle without ending up as pizza. The advice was welcomed.

Note that the Gear-Up like nothing else out It’s not a bike for sissies, but also not a thrust of horsepower and to your backside that for you to hold on for dear life. like a Russian T-90 the Gear-Up is designed to take With a reliable boxer that doles out a capable 40 the Gear-Up isn’t fast, but you where you need to go with and no unwanted drama.

The bike is powdercoated, not painted, so it knows rather thrash it through bramble and sand than it to some Concours d’Elegance to off while you eat cucumber sandwiches. But it boasts modern bits Brembo brakes and much-needed suspension components. For those, we end up grateful, given the impending and road conditions.

With the fat knobbies, snap on rain for the sidecar, and WWII style gas for those moments when desire to ride outdoes gas tank’s capacity, we headed off for the

Along the ride, our first with other humans us what was fondly referred to as UDF or Delay Factor,” which amounts to perfect strangers friendly inquiries about the bikes and 5-10 minute in travel plans as a result of great conversations. Men, and especially kids are completely According to Mr. Cob, this is all and good when you first get sidecar bike.

You stop, with the locals and generally the attention. “Just try dealing that on a cross-country trip, and get old real quick,” he quipped.

Two bars and a bottle of water we hit the road again on the way to the mountains. The was cold and wet, but them’s the Warm smiles were as Mr. Cob and crew sped past and entranced drivers who throttled it to see what we were all about. The bikes were stable and throughout and we safely and surely a hundred miles or so of expressway, and wind.

Ural Gear-Up

With all-wheel drive car and two in caravan mode, we were a sight to see. This lack of any significant facial was quite possibly the only woe in to mug protection, made up for by Mr. Cob’s ZZ set up.

Upon reaching the foot of the we observed the snow-capped trees and seemed like calmer, warmer weather, despite the We stopped briefly for an absolutely cigar break and also to shift the bikes into drive mode (rear wheel and sidecar wheel to the motor via visible driveshaft) in to do some three-wheeled frolicking in the

Until then, we’d seen a few SUVs make it the mountain road, so we had some of what we were in for. like trudging and more parting the frozen waves, the made supposed work like child’s play. cars feared to tread, we

Hopping back on the bikes, we our way up the mountain road with ease. Dodging massive in the pavement and plowing our way through 6 to 8 of heavy, wet snow, the Urals pretty damned capable. it was an unequivocal hoot to see the front drive through otherwise conditions. Mr.

COB led the way and though we briefly again to take in a breathtaking of the misty tree-covered mountains, the beckoned to us for more riding.

The fun had us hard to ignore the cold and wet and we were further warmed by the that every mile equated to a solid recommendation of not the Gear-Up but of the experience it provided and the it fostered, something we’d say is in our age of the not oft favored blindingly fast The day turned to night as we headed to Ural’s quaint shop and we up our gear to dry as we anticipated one of the calmer of slumbers.

Gear Up. Gear down.


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