Today is the 20th Anniversary of this blog
The last two decades have seemingly gone by in the blink of an eye, that's a cliche but there you go.
The first post of this blog was on August 13th, 2006 where I described my first motorcycle: Gretl (yes, A Sound of Music naming convention I would continue to use).
She was a 2006 Honda Aero, I knew nothing about motorcycles really, only that I wanted to somehow emulate my colleagues at work that road, and they rode for the most part cruisers. Oh, and also, to save on "gas money". Hah.
I very quickly outgrew her and during a trip with those colleagues from work to South Dakota in October of 2006, I ended up trading her for Maria (you see the theme here?) She was a much larger motorcycle, built to span continents and would carry me on some of my longest rides back when I was able to do such things.
Maria was a 2004 R1150RT, big and heavy but a comfortable ride during long hours in the saddle.
Quite the number of adventures and rides with Maria. I really learned to ride with her. I took her places that she shouldn't have been, dropped her several times and still she got me home. That is, until June 6, 2008. I was enroute to a the Two Bits Rally and managed to find a bit of ice as I approached the Eisenhower tunnel from the east. I foolishly downshifted to slow down and down we went. I'm told by a driver who stopped to help me pick up Maria that I slid 200 ft along I-70! Maria of course had to be taken to the dealer.
While Maria was getting repaired, I somehow ended up with Brigitta, a 1987 BMW R80 Airhead on June 12, 2007.
Brigitta and Maria co-existed peacefully, providing me with great riding adventures. It was with Brigitta that I learned to love riding smaller motorcycles. Maria was never quite the same smooth riding machine that she was prior to the accident, so it came about, in September of 2009 that I traded Maria for Natasha; thus beginning my love/hate affair with Ural sidecar rigs and the beginning of my education as a shade tree mechanic.
In an oh so very truthful jest, they say that Ural motorcycles have been making mechanics out of their owners since the 1940s. I am living proof, even though there are days when I should not be allowed near tools. Let's just say my ability to turn a wrench increased exponentially with ownership of Russian sidecar rigs!
Natasha was a 1996 Ural Sportsman with fulltime 2WD.
Still, Natasha would provide me with some pretty good adventures and riding. Knowing what I knew later some of those rides should never have happened, but I didn't know any better about Russian reliability and metallurgy then.
The ability to bring along a passenger was priceless:
Martha's first ride in the sidecar:
Alas, being a sidecar rig from the 1990s, before things got better thanks to the efforts of IMWA (Ural Motors based in WA)... Natasha would not last very long and I would end up selling her to a guy in Michigan in May of 2011.
A writeup of my life with Natasha
Then there was the dalliances with using Suzuki DL1000 V-Strom tugs for my sidecar rig.
First there was Vikki (so named by previous owner), a 2004 Suzuki V-Strom that I first bought in March 4, 2011, as a two-wheeler in preparation to mating her to a sidecar.
Once her new sidecar (with subframe) arrived, she became the most powerful in terms of engine performance and speed sidecar rig that I'd ever owned.
Vikki, was quite capable of holding 75+ MPH speed for day long riding. She was also pretty good in the snow on many a snowy ride:
She would challenge the snow during an Elephant Ride.
Vikki, however, suffered damage returning from an epic trip to Montana and was declared a total loss July, 2011.
Vikki was then shortly replaced by Yoshie in August of 2011, another Suzuki DL1000 V-Strom since I still had the sidecar and subframe.
Then there was the accident during Feb of 2012 where she basically saved me.
I would be without sidecar until March of 2012 when I returned to the world of Ural sidecar rigs with Valencia, a 2011 Patrol. Yoshie was still around but didn't get ridden much.
Valencia would take me to Alaska and back (several major repairs notwithstanding)
She and Yoshie, the V-Strom would co-exist until early 2014 when both were first attempted to be sold as consignments but eventually traded in on February of 2014 for a 2014 Ural Patrol.
And so we come to Scarlett, the last Ural sidecar rig I would buy on March of 2014.
Scarlett has provided a plethora of adventures, frustrations and enjoyment as all my other sidecar rigs have done. As I write this post, I still have Scarlett though she's currently deadlined awaiting parts for her final drive.
Almost forgot, Fiona! My sadly brief period with my fourth Ural Sidecar rig onto which a BMW R80 engine had been grafted. I bought her from a guy in Kingman, AZ in March of 2016. Powered by a R80 engine, she could outclimb newer, hell all Ural sidecar rigs, on hills. You still had to drive her like a Ural as her final drive was still Russian but she did have lovely power when wanted.
I was introduced to Bural, the guru of such BMW/Ural conversions via this rig. Richard Winter was an amazing mechanic and famed in the Ural community. He patiently walked me through repairs/mods of this rig and provided help as needed. I never got a chance to meet him in person, much to my regret.
I would lose Fiona to a fire on November 21, 2020, a sad day while camping in Arizona.
Last but not least (though probably the last motorcycle I will own) is Yagi, my 2006 Yamaha TW200. I got her February of 2019 while Scarlett was undergoing repairs again.
Yagi would prove to be a wonderful motorcycle to let me explore the trails and roads that my sidecar rigs could not easily handle. She was so easy to ride and once I figured out some off-roading stuff a joy to explore with.
Alas, I guess I have been too hard on her or being 20 years old and having over 24,000 miles on her odometer have taken their toll. She has not been that reliable in terms of electronics for the last year or so and I have lost all trust in her. Her days are probably numbered in terms of me owning her.
Which brings to an end this compilation of the motorcycles that have carried me throughout the 20 years of this blog so far. I have gone from riding at the drop of the hat, at any excuse, in any weather to a blogger who now prefers apparently to sit quietly at his RV campsite enjoying solitude and the company of his loving wife.
How times have changed and with time so has the tone and focus of this blog.
I've really no idea of where this blog is going, but motorcycles will most likely not play a big role in it anymore.































