Unique viewpoint, perhaps ...
I have been riding for 50 years, and I do not like gravel and dirt.
Of course, I have encountered lots of gravel roads, but parts of me
tend to clench up a tad when I see that gravel is right ahead.
Now, there is a stretch of road that, one day, I will travel, unless I dawdle
enough that the government of Newfoundland and Labrador paves the
Trans-Labrador Highway. I didn't even know of that road when I bought
the Wee-Strom, but knowing what I know now, I would have been even
more sure that the DL-650 was right for me.
OK, bear the above in mind, and ride with me on a stretch of road near
Whitburne Newfoundland. The mediocre pavement ended, and there I was
on gravel, the first gravel I had met on the DL-650. The bike felt amazingly
stable, and I was more comfortable on gravel than I had ever been before.
I increased speed, and shifted up, and there I was, cruising along at 60 MPH
in sixth gear, and I kept it up for 5 minutes.
Understand, I was thousands of miles from home, in a foreign country,
with no medical coverage whatever, and just my skills to protect me;
nevertheless, I was confident and secure on unfamiliar gravel, at greater
speed than I had ever ridden on gravel before.
After about 20 miles, the gravel ended. Except for brief patches, and one
intentional ride on terrible roads, I have not done much gravel since, but
I surely enjoy the added confidence that this fine motorcycle bestows on
me when the surface is not to my liking.
I expect to ride the Trans-Lab before long,
and I expect to feel confident when I do it.
I sat on a KLR in a showroom recently, and I thought of the orangutan.
Catch a glimpse of one of these creatures, at speed in poor light,
and you may think you have seen a man. A closer look shows otherwise.
Similarly, the KLR, which suits many fine riders, is not the bike for me.
Your $, your butt, your choice. You now know mine, emphatically.
P.S. My bike is named COLORADO. It named itself.
Last edited by Keith Falkner; 02-23-2012 at 01:56 PM.