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My wife and I were married 17 years (and a few days) ago on June 4th. It was a pretty great day! I got super drunk..... that sucked.
I had recently purchased the DL1000 (2 weeks ago) and it came with a Corbin seat. We took a couple 1.5-2 hour rides on the Corbina nd both agreed that it SUCKED! That thing came of and the stock seat went back on. Thank you Suzuki! Sooooo much better!
So in preperation for the "Big Adventure", after getting that Corbin seat off, I wanted to add some 3M ultra reflective material to the bike to help make the machine stand out, especially in the early AM and also on the way home after the sun fades away.
So on Saturday we arranged for the kids (5, 11 and 15) to have pappy's undivided attention...... and we would set our alarm for 5AM and go out on an adventure! My wife and I had never left our county before on a bike, so this is a HUGE leap of faith in both the bike and in her! I've done 500+ miles on a KLR650 with a stock seat.... I understand dedication and pain. The worst thing she has ever done is give birth 3 times..... and trust me, that is NOTHING when compared to nearly 600 on a stock KLR650!
I told my wife Saturday that I wanted to be rolling at 6AM. She of course LOL'ed at me and said that I've not been on time once in 17 years, and we would likely be rolling by 7:30am. Not the case today! The alarm went off as planned and I was pumped! At 6:01am we were pulling out of Baden PA (15005) and destined for Centralia, PA., some 240 miles away.
This is going to be a hard riding kind of day, because we need to be home in time to go rescue the rug rats and get them home for school on Monday.
We hauled butt from our home out to the interstate in Cranberry Twp and hit I-79 North. Normally you would cut the angles, take the back roads, enjoy the towns and villages..... but we need to make time to pull off the destination! The V-Strom better be capable of hauling some serious tail!
So we basically super slab 30 miles north to I-80 where we take a right turn (East on I-80) and pin the throttle at 85-90 MPH and roll for about 200 miles. There were a couple short stops along the path, water and fuel kind of things... but the fatigue we both expected, well, it never happened!
First fuel stop, 38 MPG doing 85-90 MPH indicated:
And then its back on the bike to lock the throttle and let the tarmac slide on by!
We roll East to the Bloomsburg exit on I-80 and get off heading South. Centralia is about 15 miles or so South of the exit off of 80 and your on some nice mountains with steep inclines and declines that precluded the use of 6th gear, even with the TQ of the 1000.
As we navigate the rolling hills we see a little used car place on the left with a cheaply built, yet cool as heck MONSTER TRUCK! Now, I have a 5 yr old boy at home, you know we are stopping to take a couple pics of the monster truck!
Then we continue along our path and run right through Centralia to the Shouth side of town where RT 61 was closed because the underground coal mines that are on fire are buckling the earth and lifting/tearing the road apart.
This approximately 1 mile of road is baricaded with piles of dirt, but hey, we are on a sort of dual sport.... right? :mrgreen:
Climb the dirt piles, hang the bike up on the skid plate, rock it and get it over... and BAM! We are on the road that has been closed for years! Am I going to go to jail?
Pretty cool huh? Look how steep and high this chunk of road lifted up. You can see that they patched over the incline in the past, I assume before it got his severe and while the road may have yet been open?
Then we get bored seeing the road conditions and scamper out of this area and hed back North a very short way to the South end of the actual town where there were once homes. There is a cemetary there and it is still being maintained at this point.
Also, just North about 100 yards of this cemetary is another area baricaded with dirt piles.... and yep, the Strom made it over this with a wheelie to allow the skid pan to clear. I had the wife jump off for the wheelie. But once over on the dangerous side, we parked the bike a few times and explored some of the smoking Earth. One interesting thing, you know how you feel the heat radiating from your bike when your at a stop light? You feel this EVERYWHERE around here! The ground is HOT to the touch. Not like.... OUCH! hot...... but more like, lay your palm on the earth and at about 5 seconds you want to pull away from it. My guess is 110 degrees maybe?
I guess the HTC Thunderbolt camera did not do so well at capturing the faint smoke coming out of the dirt to her Left, but in real life there are trails of smoke wifting up from the ground in many places as you walk around.
So after exploring on bike and foot and arguing over what way to go, and arguing because I drove the strom deep into some old mining roads with very loose, rocky slopes... we turned around and I made full use of the skid plate... many times.... as I used momentum and something new to me (I was on a KLR prior to this)..... HORSE POWER!!!! I navigated the DL1000 back up those nasty, rutted, rock infested hills with her on the back not making a peep. I'm thinking when she was red in the face and sayng "I do NOT enjoy off roading...." that she was trying to tell me something.
Oh well, whetever she was trying to say... I missed the whole point of it and I did it my way!
So we went into the area where the grid of roads was still at, but only about 5 homes still exist. Roads and sidewalks... but no houses. Very odd and eery feeling. There was a dead end road we stopped at because we saw a shed of sorts back in the woods..... Time to EXPLORE! Grab the M&P9c and tuck it into the riding pants... just in case.... and go see what we see!
Parking the Strom
Starting off, lets go open those barn doors and see what is behind them...
Whoo! Nice find!
Very solid and complete! Not sure on the year, but I'll shoot in the dark and guess 40's? Even the engine appears intact!
Dudes/Dudettes... check out the interior! This thing is totally restorable!
Ok, check out the tire outside this garage/barn... you don't find Willies tires laying about anymore!
Lets take a walk down this dirt road going into the woods a bit and see what we see, what say you?
Not sure, but could this be an old mine building?
Scattered around the immediate area of this shed type thing are various items that I am not sure what they are. We noticed some makeshift barriors...
The ground is littered with coal...
The woman will not wait for me! She runs ahead going from artifact to artifact yelling commands back at me... like I am her dog or something!
We find some pipe that I suspect may be for gas/water well drilling?
We locate this thing and do not know what it is really?
And we find a primitive divice that we can not for the life of us come up with a logical use for....
We stage the bike near the THING... and take a quick picture...
And about now we have been here for over 2 hours and we know that our time is running short. We head back to the center of the grid of Centralia roads and turn North and stop at what was once the police station of a bustling little town of over 1000 inhabitants.
Now it is time to do some serious supper slab cruising home where we hit a bar about 15-20 miles from home for some libation and sustanance...
And that ends our journey. Me and my wife's first great motorcycle adventure, and hopefully not our last! 580 miles in one day on the DL1000, and we end the day with no sore behinds or backs. we were tired, and ready for sleep!
I had recently purchased the DL1000 (2 weeks ago) and it came with a Corbin seat. We took a couple 1.5-2 hour rides on the Corbina nd both agreed that it SUCKED! That thing came of and the stock seat went back on. Thank you Suzuki! Sooooo much better!
So in preperation for the "Big Adventure", after getting that Corbin seat off, I wanted to add some 3M ultra reflective material to the bike to help make the machine stand out, especially in the early AM and also on the way home after the sun fades away.

So on Saturday we arranged for the kids (5, 11 and 15) to have pappy's undivided attention...... and we would set our alarm for 5AM and go out on an adventure! My wife and I had never left our county before on a bike, so this is a HUGE leap of faith in both the bike and in her! I've done 500+ miles on a KLR650 with a stock seat.... I understand dedication and pain. The worst thing she has ever done is give birth 3 times..... and trust me, that is NOTHING when compared to nearly 600 on a stock KLR650!
I told my wife Saturday that I wanted to be rolling at 6AM. She of course LOL'ed at me and said that I've not been on time once in 17 years, and we would likely be rolling by 7:30am. Not the case today! The alarm went off as planned and I was pumped! At 6:01am we were pulling out of Baden PA (15005) and destined for Centralia, PA., some 240 miles away.
This is going to be a hard riding kind of day, because we need to be home in time to go rescue the rug rats and get them home for school on Monday.
We hauled butt from our home out to the interstate in Cranberry Twp and hit I-79 North. Normally you would cut the angles, take the back roads, enjoy the towns and villages..... but we need to make time to pull off the destination! The V-Strom better be capable of hauling some serious tail!
So we basically super slab 30 miles north to I-80 where we take a right turn (East on I-80) and pin the throttle at 85-90 MPH and roll for about 200 miles. There were a couple short stops along the path, water and fuel kind of things... but the fatigue we both expected, well, it never happened!
First fuel stop, 38 MPG doing 85-90 MPH indicated:

And then its back on the bike to lock the throttle and let the tarmac slide on by!
We roll East to the Bloomsburg exit on I-80 and get off heading South. Centralia is about 15 miles or so South of the exit off of 80 and your on some nice mountains with steep inclines and declines that precluded the use of 6th gear, even with the TQ of the 1000.
As we navigate the rolling hills we see a little used car place on the left with a cheaply built, yet cool as heck MONSTER TRUCK! Now, I have a 5 yr old boy at home, you know we are stopping to take a couple pics of the monster truck!

Then we continue along our path and run right through Centralia to the Shouth side of town where RT 61 was closed because the underground coal mines that are on fire are buckling the earth and lifting/tearing the road apart.
This approximately 1 mile of road is baricaded with piles of dirt, but hey, we are on a sort of dual sport.... right? :mrgreen:
Climb the dirt piles, hang the bike up on the skid plate, rock it and get it over... and BAM! We are on the road that has been closed for years! Am I going to go to jail?



Pretty cool huh? Look how steep and high this chunk of road lifted up. You can see that they patched over the incline in the past, I assume before it got his severe and while the road may have yet been open?

Then we get bored seeing the road conditions and scamper out of this area and hed back North a very short way to the South end of the actual town where there were once homes. There is a cemetary there and it is still being maintained at this point.

Also, just North about 100 yards of this cemetary is another area baricaded with dirt piles.... and yep, the Strom made it over this with a wheelie to allow the skid pan to clear. I had the wife jump off for the wheelie. But once over on the dangerous side, we parked the bike a few times and explored some of the smoking Earth. One interesting thing, you know how you feel the heat radiating from your bike when your at a stop light? You feel this EVERYWHERE around here! The ground is HOT to the touch. Not like.... OUCH! hot...... but more like, lay your palm on the earth and at about 5 seconds you want to pull away from it. My guess is 110 degrees maybe?
I guess the HTC Thunderbolt camera did not do so well at capturing the faint smoke coming out of the dirt to her Left, but in real life there are trails of smoke wifting up from the ground in many places as you walk around.

So after exploring on bike and foot and arguing over what way to go, and arguing because I drove the strom deep into some old mining roads with very loose, rocky slopes... we turned around and I made full use of the skid plate... many times.... as I used momentum and something new to me (I was on a KLR prior to this)..... HORSE POWER!!!! I navigated the DL1000 back up those nasty, rutted, rock infested hills with her on the back not making a peep. I'm thinking when she was red in the face and sayng "I do NOT enjoy off roading...." that she was trying to tell me something.
Oh well, whetever she was trying to say... I missed the whole point of it and I did it my way!
So we went into the area where the grid of roads was still at, but only about 5 homes still exist. Roads and sidewalks... but no houses. Very odd and eery feeling. There was a dead end road we stopped at because we saw a shed of sorts back in the woods..... Time to EXPLORE! Grab the M&P9c and tuck it into the riding pants... just in case.... and go see what we see!
Parking the Strom

Starting off, lets go open those barn doors and see what is behind them...

Whoo! Nice find!

Very solid and complete! Not sure on the year, but I'll shoot in the dark and guess 40's? Even the engine appears intact!

Dudes/Dudettes... check out the interior! This thing is totally restorable!

Ok, check out the tire outside this garage/barn... you don't find Willies tires laying about anymore!

Lets take a walk down this dirt road going into the woods a bit and see what we see, what say you?
Not sure, but could this be an old mine building?

Scattered around the immediate area of this shed type thing are various items that I am not sure what they are. We noticed some makeshift barriors...

The ground is littered with coal...

The woman will not wait for me! She runs ahead going from artifact to artifact yelling commands back at me... like I am her dog or something!

We find some pipe that I suspect may be for gas/water well drilling?

We locate this thing and do not know what it is really?

And we find a primitive divice that we can not for the life of us come up with a logical use for....

We stage the bike near the THING... and take a quick picture...

And about now we have been here for over 2 hours and we know that our time is running short. We head back to the center of the grid of Centralia roads and turn North and stop at what was once the police station of a bustling little town of over 1000 inhabitants.

Now it is time to do some serious supper slab cruising home where we hit a bar about 15-20 miles from home for some libation and sustanance...

And that ends our journey. Me and my wife's first great motorcycle adventure, and hopefully not our last! 580 miles in one day on the DL1000, and we end the day with no sore behinds or backs. we were tired, and ready for sleep!