Thanks for the review. You nailed it. I ride for the shear fun of. I learned to ride on a Yamaha 80 trail on a dry lake in SoCal. It put a smile on my face then and still does today. I bought my Scrambler for the same reason. I considered buying a FTR last year. My wife was even in favor of it. I just couldn't get past the fuel range. Where I live it's normal to see 100 miles plus between gas stations (i think you call them petrol stations) on the back roads. I've run out of gas in the middle of no where and it's not fun. Also agree on your take on adventure bikes. I have a 450 Beta enduro. If you're going off road ride a motorcycle intended for off-road.
Hey OMD, I know exactly where you’re at regarding the fuel range, luckily for me I’m 100 miles east to the coast, 120 miles west to the other coast and roughly 300 miles from furthest north to furthest south! [read somewhere that you could get Britain into Texas 8 times just to give you an idea of scale!] lots of gas stations to be had here [and we need to stop for hot coffee most of the year due to the low temperatures to defrost frozen digits!] so no problemo for the average Brit. Must admit to having a few sketchy rides over in the ‘States myself! Had a HD ‘glide when I was in LA, [vacationed in Zuma Beach, Malibu a few years ago, never realised it was a real place even after listening to Neil Young, Doh! there’s posts back in the day on the blog] we rode Mullholland Highway everyday, I got to know it pretty good and ended up grinding the foot boards to atoms by the end of the fortnight! Loved the Topanga Canyon road too, endless loops, back and forth, stopping at the Rockstore and Neptune’s for a coffee and beer respectively, happy days. Until we ran out of gas. On the PCH. Trooper wasn’t amused as we were near the airforce base. OK once I showed him my passport and licence and he established we were nutter Brits he gave me a lift to the nearest gas station to get a gallon of fuel, I bought us a coffee and swapped addresses! Still in touch to this day although he still doesn’t understand why we ride, ‘too dangerous man!’ and why anyone would travel over the Atlantic to ride a motorcycle, I’ve ridden in Texas, Florida, Arizona, Nevada and California. Good times, great rides and beloved memories, like the old saying goes ‘if I had to explain, you wouldn’t understand’ I know you can dig it........
Tim,
ReplyDeleteThanks for the review. You nailed it. I ride for the shear fun of. I learned to ride on a Yamaha 80 trail on a dry lake in SoCal. It put a smile on my face then and still does today. I bought my Scrambler for the same reason. I considered buying a FTR last year. My wife was even in favor of it. I just couldn't get past the fuel range. Where I live it's normal to see 100 miles plus between gas stations (i think you call them petrol stations) on the back roads. I've run out of gas in the middle of no where and it's not fun. Also agree on your take on adventure bikes. I have a 450 Beta enduro. If you're going off road ride a motorcycle intended for off-road.
Hey OMD, I know exactly where you’re at regarding the fuel range, luckily for me I’m 100 miles east to the coast, 120 miles west to the other coast and roughly 300 miles from furthest north to furthest south! [read somewhere that you could get Britain into Texas 8 times just to give you an idea of scale!] lots of gas stations to be had here [and we need to stop for hot coffee most of the year due to the low temperatures to defrost frozen digits!] so no problemo for the average Brit.
DeleteMust admit to having a few sketchy rides over in the ‘States myself! Had a HD ‘glide when I was in LA, [vacationed in Zuma Beach, Malibu a few years ago, never realised it was a real place even after listening to Neil Young, Doh! there’s posts back in the day on the blog] we rode Mullholland Highway everyday, I got to know it pretty good and ended up grinding the foot boards to atoms by the end of the fortnight! Loved the Topanga Canyon road too, endless loops, back and forth, stopping at the Rockstore and Neptune’s for a coffee and beer respectively, happy days. Until we ran out of gas. On the PCH. Trooper wasn’t amused as we were near the airforce base. OK once I showed him my passport and licence and he established we were nutter Brits he gave me a lift to the nearest gas station to get a gallon of fuel, I bought us a coffee and swapped addresses! Still in touch to this day although he still doesn’t understand why we ride, ‘too dangerous man!’ and why anyone would travel over the Atlantic to ride a motorcycle, I’ve ridden in Texas, Florida, Arizona, Nevada and California. Good times, great rides and beloved memories, like the old saying goes ‘if I had to explain, you wouldn’t understand’ I know you can dig it........
Also forgot to mention it. The FTR is THE sexiest motorcycle sold today.
ReplyDeleteThe FTR 750 Scout flat-tracker surely? [race- bike]
ReplyDeleteNice looking bike Tim in a marmite way .Mrs B's perch doesn't look very inviting haha
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