Originally Posted by Genghis9021

. . . how heavy a 690 is . . .

Let's see . . . broken rack on that day with near yard sale on the way to Tynda.

Sideways, drifting Kamaz trucks in the corners coming the other way. I'll give the 690 one thing . . . it's far less a prisoner of physics (inertia) than the 100kg heavier 950.

Then the broken low-voltage coil wire. "I wanna go fast." If the 690's average speed were calculated . . . any tortoise would beat that "hare". That stop took another 45 minutes, optimistically.

After the low-voltage coil . . . "Can we just make it into Tynda . . . it's a LOUSY 55km more ?"

Then, in a fit only a 5-year old could rationalize . . . a(nother) drunken Lada driver, often with 3-wheels in the air goes by spraying stones, dust and dirt onto my by then translucent visor. "We just got passed by a Lada."

Hell, Noah, a CAMEL could have passed us with all the issues the 690 had !!!

Where, or WHERE was the 690 when riding into Severobayalsk ? Left in the wake of a 950 passing EVERYTHING including a truck SIDEWAYS in a corner. The 690 apparently "overtook" it on a steep hill. How sporting. Nearly got a bit of sun waiting for that bike, again. Started to consider the most plausible - it had had another "issue".

I spent more time watching that thing being worked on or waiting for parts or it's owner spelunking in the forks with a straw . . . it never ended.

Oh, but it did. When we got to Tynda. Adios ! Hasta nunca.

PUH-LEEZE !

Originally Posted by Snoah

Wow Genghis, That almost hurts a little.. after all those meals I cooked for you and all the times we help pick your heavy ass bike up. seems like all your bad luck is somehow my fault? What about waiting for you to get the water out of your pipe when you dumped her in at little tiny water crossing before the Vitim. And what about waiting for you to fix your leaking Tubliss tires.. 3 times? I suppose if you can't pickup your own bike, you can't travel solo.


Helping you get "unstuck" from a tree. Even a wimpy little 650 Dakar was able to leave this campsite without any trouble.


Dumped it in that puddle? And there was water in the exhaust so it wouldn't start? Even after we lifted the front to drain it, we still had to wait and watch you take your pipe off to drain the water out of it. It was like watching a monkey f**k a football.


Wait wait wait... don't try to pick it up.. you might pull a muscle.. again.

I did have a good time helping you and Kim. The difference between the two of you, is that Kim thanked me admitted he couldn't have ridden the BAM without my help. Some how you think you could have done it alone and now post that I slowed you up? Shame on you.