BMWMOCM
NEWSLETTER
Editor=s Notes
What better
test of motorcycle and rider is there than the one and only Ironbutt
Rally? It is still going on as you read
this (more on it in this issue), but preliminary results are mixed at best for
BMW bikes and their riders. For a
company with such a vaunted reputation for reliability, it=s gone rather badly.
Three final drive failures, including one on a R1150GS shipped all the
way from Germany, have occurred, though the heroic effort of two dealers got
two of the GS riders back on the road.
The GS was supposed to be the bike to ride this year, as Lord Kneebone
had made it abundantly clear that a trip to Alaska, indeed, to Prudhoe
Bay/Deadhorse, would be in the cards.
So when it was announced that riders could skip the regular
checkpoints/lap of the lower 48, twenty two riders headed north, including
well-known Team Strange leader Eddie James.
Eddie had
forsaken his usual K11 ride this year, opting for the R1150GS, with the
Touratech 10 gallon tank, Jessie bags and all the usual stuff. He looked ready to conquer this (to my mind)
insane ride, from Alabama to Deadhorse to Key West (!) back to Alabama. How did he do?
News from up
north as of 9/3 had Eddie finally off the Dalton Highway. He did not make it to Prudhoe Bay, spending
two days in Coldfoot attempting to repair rear end problems, finally getting a
trailer to haul the bike back to Fairbanks, the nearest dealer. Oh yeah, the axle broke on the trailer too. And his side stand broke, pinning him under
his bike at one point. I would be
surprised to see Mr. James on an Oilhead ever again. Meanwhile, the first two bikes to make it up there were Hondas,
an ST1100 and a CBR1100XX - hardly in the same league as the GS for that kind
of road, one would think...even a Honda Reflex scooter (250cc) was seen Sunday
night in Fairbanks headed north.
Over Labor
Day weekend, I sold my Kawasaki Concours.
Just wasn=t doing
anything for me, though it was/is a very capable machine. I was planning to put the money down on a
new GS, thinking it was the bike for me.
After reading the results of the Ironbutt so far, no way. Why spend $16K, only to be bested by a
scooter? I=ll stick with the old ParisDakar, thank you. And, I picked up a >73 Norton 850 Commando as part of the Kawi deal. I=m already
thinking, maybe I=ll run it in
the next Minnesota 1000. Can=t be any less reliable, can it?
President’s Column
Apparently, some of y=all find it hilarious hearing of my motorbike trials and
tribulations. So much so that I=ve been asked to report my latest story in print so that
those that didn=t make it to the annual Afton picnic can
slap their knees and wipe more tears of hilarity from their cheeks. I am soglad I can be of assistance in your amusement.
Yes, I threw a rod. Yes, it was brutal. No, I had never thrown a rod before, and
yes, I knew exactly what it was when it happened. Why, you ask? Because it
sounds exactly like that; a steel rod, broken off and slamming about the
interior of one=s engine block. Not a pretty sound.
Let me start from the beginning: I=m rushing my painter to finish the
blasted custom paint job on my bike (I finally got the side covers and correct
faring for it) so that I can
participate in the annual Fuel Cafe to Motor Oil Cafe Tourist Trophy race the
next day. He is freaking out, saying
that I can=t possibly ride it yetCthe paint isn=t cured, and I will surely get bug
imprints on it! I don=t care, I have waited too long as it is - I finally have my
really cool, custom painted bike FULLY finished and ready to show off - I am
determined this year to pull into Fuel with a really neat bike! So, I=m traveling down the road with a new
BMWMOCM club member, Aaron Rose, towards Milwaukee to stay the night, then
start off the next morning from Fuel Cafe.
The goal is to follow the map precisely, picking up whatever souvenirs
or do some silly task asked of you in order to move onto the next
location. In short, it takes about 5
hours of riding and turns it into about 11 hours of twisted, grueling
roads. So Aaron and I are flying along
the freeway at some ridiculous speed to get there when, BLAMMO! The first incident occurs.
A Cadillac directly in front of us blows
a tire and spins out in the middle of the freeway. We are immediately behind it. I have two semis behind me, and
have to swerve quickly from the right lane into the fast lane to avoid hitting
the Caddy. The car stops right there,
parked horizontally across both lanes in the middle of the freeway. I had
slammed my brakes on so hard to avoid hitting it, that I had killed my
engine. Very scary, considering those
semi=s were coming up behind me at 70
mph. The whole thing was a mess. There was a van on my immediate right that
had to make the decision to either swerve into me to avoid hitting the Caddy or
just slam into it - thankfully, they chose to hit the Caddy. Aaron and I pulled off to the side of the road
- I was pretty shaken. The semi-trucks saw what had happened and stopped to see
if we were O.K. Aaron said he had
smelled burning rubber and wasn=t sure where it was coming from until
maybe 30 seconds before the Caddy=s tire blew. By then he had diagnosed the situation and was laying on his horn
to alert the Caddy driver to pull over.
He didn=t hear Aaron, and either did I. Further
argument for a solid air horn.
If that=s
not bad enough, we get back into the swing of things and come barreling up on a
trio of bikes - two BMW=s and one Honda - the latter driven by my
very own 2-up partner in the MN1K, Mark Kiecker, and a Beemer ridden by our
very own club member Will Outlaw. They
have one of Will=s long-distance riding buddies with them,
Tim. We ride with them for awhile, (Tim,
in the meantime, had no idea that we all knew each other). Since my good old >79 tank was the smallest of the bunch, I was soon pointing
to it, saying I needed to pull off for gas.
Tim points to his fuel cell and says no need for him to stop! Great.
Yet another sensitive male. So I
pull up to Kiecker and do the same - he just waves at me, as if to say
Bye-Bye. Shoulda bought a Honda (his
standard response). So, OK - screw you
guys, we=re only 45 minutes away from Milwaukee at this point, so I=ll just see you there, and in fact, with
the rate you grandpas are riding, I=ll likely be waiting on you. (tee hee)
My buddy Aaron had previously discussed
his need to turn off at that intersection, as he was visiting an old friend for
the night before the race. So off I go,
down the exit ramp, as Will waves goodbye, and my engine suddenly kills. UmCwhat??
I know I=m not THAT low on gas. I look up forlornly to see the last remnants
of an Aerostich jacket fading into the distance and try starting it again:
BLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAM!!!!@.
Yowsa. This does NOT sound good.
I get off the bike and check the basics,
but I know that it was definitely an
internal engine sound. Really ugly
. Try it again: AWhamBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMADAM!!@.
At this point, two guys in a pickup truck
pass me and yell out AYou shoulda bought a Harley!@. I get incensed,
wheel around and yell back AOh yeahClike
Harleys NEVER do this, do they?!? That=s why you have a freaking TRUCK, fools!@. Not a good moment.
I have only one cell phone number of all
the people I know are in Milwaukee - Kiecker=s. I leave a msg. where I=m stranded, that I don=t know what I=m gonna do. I walk
up to the local S.A. - can they tell me where I can find a mechanic? Oh, no problem, lady; it=s only 5:30 on a Fri. evening! The clerk says Athere are none@. Now, I realize
this is a small town, but honey; you have GOT to have a mechanic somewhere in
this god-forsaken place! She doesn=t know - maybe at the 10,000 Auto Parts store? I call thereCnope,
but there is a (Lord...)HONDA dealership in town, and they have
motorcycles. So I call them. I proceed to whine a LOT till the owner says
OK - he=ll send someone down to trailer my sorry
BMW butt there. They do. They don=t
charge me, as they figured if it was a broken rod I would be broke enough. He sends two young kids that work in his
shop - they=re amused as hell that I=m out here all on my lonesome with a broken bike, having
delusions that I=m some BMW club president or some such
thing. >Yeah,
right lady. You don=t look like you know how to change your own oil=, they=re thinking. Well, we get there, and the owner of this Honda dealership is the
former two-time world champion of water/jet ski racing. Cool!
He hears the sound and thinks it sounds like a connecting rod, but isn=t sure. But he has a
mechanic that used to do a fair amount of work on Beemers - maybe he can look
at it in the morning and diagnose it?
Otherwise, might I be interested in a brand new Honda?? (Keicker would
have loved this!). I tell you, I have
never in my life been so tempted to >defect=. He=s showing me his VFRs and CBRs and a
multitude of other alphabet soup - but no, for some really bizarre reason (try
sinking way too much into it?)
I want to stick with my old nemesis.
To make up for their previous
abandonment, about 50 minutes later, in roll Kiecker, Will and Tim, who has now
figured out that the crazy lady on the R-65 was riding with them for a
reason. With a switch of a fuel cell, I
was on the back of one of the bikes and rescued once again! Yea!! It was such a bummer to not at least
be able to roll into Fuel with a cool looking bike. I was so depressed watching everyone leave the next morning that
I just went back to my hotel room and pouted.
Hey, at least I had a hotel room and not a camp site to return to! Watched Wimbledon and waited for my
significant other to come to the rescue of both me and my bike. A very
depressing experience.
So now here I sit, thinking: sailboat or
new engine? New engine or sailboat?
Hmmmmm. Is God trying to tell me
something with this bike?? Oops, there
I went, on the IBMWR site ordering a new R80 engine from some BMW member in
Alabama. Now I just need to find
somebody to put it in. Any volunteers out
there?? Can=t afford Moon Motors at $50/ hour. Then Rick (at Trackstar) repeats his mantra of how I need to
learn how to fix my own bike. But Rick:
seeCI have these things. They=re called fingernails!
Juuuuuuust kidding!
Molly Gilbert
President (with a Broken
Bike)
Darrell=s Tip of the Month
Situation:
You=re a rider who needs a clean bike before
you take off each morning or at least need the windshield, seat and mirrors
clean. You generally take along a
couple of old towels but after 2 days in rough weather you have no clean ones
for morning 3. You=re in the motel, peak out the window to see who is watching
and then sneak out with the room towel to wipe the bike down hoping no one sees
you. Then it is quickly back to the
room to roll the dirty towel in another clean towel or toss in a corner hoping
room service does not see it before tossing in the dirty towel bag.
Solution:
Take 2 minutes, walk to the front desk
(or better yet ask when you check in) and ask them for an old towel so you can
wipe your boots and bike off in the morning.
Let them know it will be dirty when you finish. Tell them you will leave the dirty towel in
the room when you leave. Your motel
will appreciate your concern for their business and have a generally good
impression of bikers. You might be
surprised how many give you a couple and tell you to take them with you. Now you can leave your dirty ones there and
take the clean ones along. Everybody
wins here.
Will Outlaw=s Buckeye 1000 (First
Place) Ride Report
I run endurance rallies for fun. Sick, perhaps, but
true.
How I finish has always been, at best, my third
priority, behind not crashing and having a good time. I’ve ridden some pretty
stupid routes just because they looked like a box of laughs. So having fun was
my plan for the inaugural Buckeye 1000. The B1K is a lot like the Minnesota
1000, with which you may or may not be familiar.
The most significant difference is, of course, Ohio.
The B1K is a 24-hour endurance rally that starts just
outside of Columbus, is not necessarily all in Ohio and not necessarily 1,000
miles. The good folks at Team Strange (www.teamstrange.com)
put on both the Buckeye and Minnesota 1000s, so you know it is a first-class event.
In the interest of having fun, I decided to get out of
Ohio as quickly as possible. Ohio has a staggeringly aggressive approach to
traffic enforcement and the place is simply swarming with state troopers. It’s
not my idea of fun.
My route took me on a huge circle around lakes Huron and Erie, starting from Columbus to Hell, Michigan, up to the Mackinac Bridge linking Michigan’s lower and upper peninsulas, through Sault Ste. Marie and across Ontario through Sudbury and down to Parry Sound, through Toronto and across the Rainbow Bridge at Niagara Falls, down I-90 through Erie, PA and back into Ohio where I made a quick stop near Canaan, which is a few miles off of I-71 in the vicinity of Ashland, down to a truck stop near Berkshire, around Columbus to Dublin, back through Columbus to Hebron and finally back to the finish in Pickerington.
It looked like a pretty good time. I’d never been to
Hell and really wanted to see Parry Sound, so off I went.
I made the run more or less on schedule, finishing
with a bit more than 1,500 miles in about 25 hours. I usually don’t pound out
that many miles, but I’d underestimated the length of the route by about 200
miles. That extra 200 miles cost me a chance to pick up bonus points for
grabbing three hours of sleep. I bagged the rest and managed to more than
offset the loss of those points by hitting the bonus stops in Canaan, Dublin
and Hebron.
I knew I'd put in a good run but I figured somebody
else had pulled off something amazing. At the start of the rally I thought
8,000 points was possible and at 7,736 points I wasn't quite to that
total. As it turned out, I’d won,
taking first overall ahead of Gary Sweet, who finished with just under 7,000
points.
Considering my victory "speech" was
basically "my ass hurts", it’s safe to say I was surprised. Had I expected to win, I would have thought
of something more eloquent. Perhaps "My ass really hurts. Thank you very
much" would have done the trick. Lord, how embarrassing. I was pretty well
shagged by then and was having a really hard time functioning.
My first thought when Adam Wolkoff handed me the
winner’s plaque was, oddly enough, about Pauline Ralston but I was too tired to
translate it into words. It didn't
really hit me that I’d won the rally until I was riding home later that day.
Winning was pretty cool. Getting back in one piece was much cooler.
For me, a rally is like a series of snapshots linked
by stretches of pavement.
Some highlights:
+ Following a Hyundai in traffic outside of Toledo
that was occupied by, I assume, Cheech and/or Chong. The pot smell was really
thick so I opened my face shield and started breathing as deeply as possible.
Like, groovy man.
+ Paul Pelland looking at me deadpan in Hell, MI and
saying "I'm pissing right now. I just thought you'd like to know
that." Sure enough, he had a catheter on. Crazy bastard.
+ Riding in a light drizzle and watching the sun
reflect off of the Mackinac Bridge towers several miles ahead. That bridge is
simply amazing.
+ Standing along I-75 and laying my R1100GS on it=s
side to slosh fuel over to the pick up in the right lobe of the tank. I seem to
wind up doing that at least three times on every rally. It=s the only feature
of the GS that I don=t like. Other than that, it=s a fantastic endurance bike.
+ The second-most beautiful customs agent I've ever
seen happened to be staffing the Sault Ste. Marie, Ont. border crossing that day. She was dreamy, eh?
+ Running into Keith Collins in Parry Sound, Ont. at
11:30 p.m. He was heading North, around the ground I'd already covered. The few
hundred miles of Canadian two-lane between Parry Sound and Sault Ste. Marie is
tough riding, especially in the dark. I just looked at Keith, looked at my
watch and said "Um, good luck."
+The most beautiful customs agent I've ever seen. She
was staffing the Niagara Falls crossing. Seriously, she was stunning. There's
something about a woman in a bullet-resistant vest at 2 a.m. that gets my motor
running. The look on her face when I said, "What? There's no toll in this
direction? I need to get a receipt for crossing the bridge. I'll see you in 10
minutes." was priceless.
+ Coming within, no shit, about two-inches of getting
killed by an Ohio State Patrol cruiser on I-71 early Sunday morning. I checked
my mirrors, didn't see anything. I was exhausted and forgot to do a head check.
I went to pass a car and next thing I know, there was a cruiser there. He had
to have been doing well over a ton with no lights on. Really scary. That's
exactly how you get hurt on one of these things. Lesson learned and it's just
pure luck that I'm here to pass it on.
The most important prize is getting back safely. Anything else pales in comparison.
Secretary=s Report
This will be the shortest report on record, but here it goes. On August 9, 2001, the BMWMOCM held their
annual pot luck at Afton City Park, which was another success, with many
members present and lots of food consumed.
This secretary=s report will be short as my
two-year-old, Mallorie, decided to melt down about the time the Ameeting@ began and I had to dash out. I heard that the venison brats were a
success - thank you to the chef. Our
president seemed to prefer the chocolate cake - in her own words, Ait rocked!@
From that point on the meeting ensued and I am not
sure what was said, for which I apologize.
I would like to take this opportunity to
say thank you to all of you who had faith in me to fulfill this position in the
club. I enjoyed feeling so important
and being so involved. As nominations
for next year begin in October, I would like each and every one of you to think
of another who would be worthy (and of course you all are) of filling my
position for the 2002-03 term. I
decided that I would like to concentrate my efforts on improving the children=s activities for next year=s
rally so that no child will be tempted to say, Athis
sucks!@
Respectfully submitted by,
Michelle Moe, Secretary.
Notes from Bob Cox
If you have not heard by now ATrackstar@
has closed its doors. I talked to the
owners and the new plans are to open an all Euro bikes shop in St Paul. There is a BMW franchise open in St Paul, so who knows. I wish them the best of
luck.
I would recommend members try to make the Dells Rally on Sept. 7,8 and 9th. It is a short drive and the last close rally
of the year. Great camping and vendors available, and when you are sitting around the TV in January, telling yourself
that things will be different next summer and you are going to ride more , you=ll have wished you=d
made this event.
Four weeks ago I and three of my friends trailered our KLR650s to Colorado. We rode over (not to,but over) Mosquito Pass , the highest gravel pass in North America. We were loaded with camping gear, which made the going tough. You lose about 5% of your horsepower for every 1000 ft. you rise above sea level. The KLR is one great Dual Sport bike.
If you are planning to put you bike away
for the winter, be sure you change the oil
If you do not have the chance to change the filter, at least do the oil.
Moisture and dirty oil create hydrochloric acid , which can rust the engine
internally. Spray or wipe the aluminum parts
with W-D 40 (Water Disbursement
# 40). Aircraft maintenance manuals do not approve its use on rubber,
vinyl, or cloth. Fill the tank to the
top , as this will prevent moisture in the gas tank, and add a fuel stabilizer
such as Stabil.. Oil, if you want the best protection for a multi cylinder BMW
, use Mobil One - end of discussion .
With the closing of Trackstar, how long will the
AMotor Oil Café@ remain open ? I feel
that we=d better start looking for a
new place to meet. I plan to show up in
the parking lot of Trackstar for the September 13th meeting, with club DECALS
available for purchase.
CLUB DECALS I have been working on a club decal and will have them for sale at the September meeting. The cost will be 3 decals for $2.00 . Please have the correct change. If you can not make the meeting, please send a check payable to the ABMW Club of MN A and a self -addressed envelope to: Bob Cox , 133 Larpenteur Ave. E., Maplewood, MN 55117. The AT@ shirts I had earlier this year sold out the first night. This should not happen with the decals. I wish to thank all members in advance for the support of these items . Any profit we make goes into the club treasury. Bob Cox
The BMWMOCM Fall Round Up is SOLD
OUT! Thanks for your support for this
event, and here=s hoping fantastic fall weather for
everyone involved.
2001 Ironbutt Report
As mentioned, our own Karol Patzer is the club=s sole entrant in the 2001 Ironbutt Rally, though some
of us have other local favorites (Mark Kiecker and Eddie James most
notable). Thanks to the Internet, one
can feel almost a part of this thing, gobbling up all possible info, waiting
and wondering who will do what amazing feat, who will pull off the impossible
ride?
I was most fascinated by Eddie James decision to head
for the Alaska bonuses offered at the start of the rally. The route screams Apoison@, with no
guarantee that completing this fearsome ride would result in a win, because you=d have no idea what could have been available on the
next legs. It=s a zero-sum, all or nothing gamble, one I did not
expect from such an esteemed veteran rider.
Still... it=s a bit complex, but one would hope that a ride to
Deadhorse/Prudhoe Bay, AK, along with Denali N.P., back to Key West, FL,
returning to Madison, Alabama by next Friday, could still win this event (with
other stops along the way..).
Everything depends on the weather on the Haul Road/Dalton Highway this
Labor Day weekend. About twenty two
riders are reputed to be attempting this run (somehow, I think Pat O=Keefe would be among them if he had entered :)) You
can follow Officer Eddie=s progress at www.teamstrange.com,
or all the news at www.ironbutt.com.
Mr. Kiecker was in Athird
place@ at the first checkpoint in Pomona, CA, and boy am I
sad to be sitting here at home, watching this talented young man and past
co-rider kick butt. I told him months
ago he could win this thing, though last year=s winner George Barnes seems to be on a mission. Mark rode so hard on
the second leg that he managed to dent both rims of his 2000 Honda VFR800,
though he=d had the presence of mind to have two new rims with
tires waiting for him at the Sunnyside, WA checkpoint. At the Sunnyside checkpoint, the Awinning ride A
was handed out, and though the official bonus list has not yet been posted,
anecdotal evidence says that the big dogs are headed north, way north, for a
1,000,000 point bonus at Deadhorse.
Pity the poor rider who opted to go north early, and now - heading south
- gets to see a yellow VFR screaming up the Haul Road. I=m
not sure, but I believe Mark will do it.
Watch out Mr. Barnes.
Information on the Ironbutt Rally has been extremely
difficult to obtain this year, due to a real crackdown on premature bonus
listings and rider names. Indeed, there
has been no list of riders posted, ever.
No standings since Pomona either.
Why? Evidently, in the last
rally, early listing of bonuses lead to crowds of well-intentioned supporters
gathering and causing problems for riders, the most egregious example occurring
at Dollywood, where security was upset and confiscated one rider=s flag. And,
concerns are rising about insurance companies not honoring claims made by
Ironbutt riders. Indeed, Geico has reportedly
began a policy of not insuring bikes ridden over 500 miles/day! Spouses and significant others have caused
trouble too, as some apparently were not totally aware of what their loved one
was up to and, reading with horror on the Net what was really going on, made
Kneebone=s life very difficult, demanding information and more.
The rally ends September 7th. Good luck to Karol and all the rest. Give >em
hell, Mark
Club Officers
Molly Gilbert, President 612.712.0045
Kevin Kocur, Vice-president 763.566.0243
Jeff Oden, Treasurer 612.922.8258
Michelle Moe, Secretary 763.323.4932
Larry Stern, Board member 651.223.3743
Deb Westberg, Board member 763.754.1614
Mike Donohue, Board member 651.633.2262
Bob Ekberg, Board member 651.690.5968
Dale Peterson, past President 651.739.4623
Sheldon Moe is
our Activities Coordinator. You
can reach him @ 763.323.4932 or sandmmoe@webtv.net.
The club voice mail number is 612.534.7433. Check it out for the latest on club
activities.
Steffan Fay is our web meister. Contact him at sfay@odbs.com,
and please visit the club website at www.bmwmocm.com.
Deadline for newsletter ads or submissions is the 21st
of the month. Really, it is. Contact Bart at blbakker@isd.net
or phone 651.645.7796.
Midwest Cycle Supply
For all your accessory needs.
4300 Nicollet Ave., Mpls.
612.825.9774.
Dick’s Porting
Flow porting, valve grinding,
polishing and boring.
Richard P. Snyder
16445 Valley Dr. N. Anoka, MN 55304
763.427.7195
Leo’s South “We Sell Fun”
BMW/Suzuki/Kawasaki
County road 46 & -35 in
Lakeville
95..435.5371www.leossouth.com
Judson Cycle Sales
BMW/Moto Guzzi
Peacefully located west of Mankato
on Hwy. 68. Your hosts ,as always, Ron
and Carolyn.
Phone/fax 507.947.3852.
Events Calendar
Sept. 4th : BMWMOCM board meeting
at Motor Oil Café, 7:30 p.m.
Sept. 7-9 : 31st Wisconsin Dells
rally, at Crockett’s Resort, Lyndon Station. The best in the Midwest, or so it is said.
Sept. 13 : BMWMOCM general meeting
at Motor Oil Café. They will stay open
late for our meeting that night, so I have been told.
Sept. 20-23 : BMW RA 29th
International Rally, Morganton, NC. $25 at the gate, I can’t wait. See www.bmw.org
for details.
Oct. 12-14 : 26th Falling Leaves
Rally, Potosi, MO, 60 miles SW of St. Louis. $15 at the gate, go if you
haven’t.
Ten More Reasons Why BMW
Riders Don=t Wave
10. Wasn=t sure whether other rider was waving or
making an obscene gesture.
9. Afraid might get frostbite if hand is
removed from heated
grip.
8. Has arthritis and the past 400 miles have
made
it difficult to raise arm.
7. Reflection from scratched windshield
momentarily
blinded him.
6. The espresso machine just finished.
5. Was actually asleep when other rider waved.
4. Was in a three-way conference call with
stock
broker
and accessories dealer.
3. Was distracted by odd shaped
blip on radar screen.
2. Was simultaneously adjusting the wind shield
height, programmable CD player, seat temperature and satellite navigation
system.
1. Couldn=t find the Aauto
wave back@ button.
Want Ads
For Sale:
1990 BMW Paris/Dakar, red/white, 33,000 miles. Parabellum windshield,
headlight protector (clear stick-on type), volt meter, newer Avon Gripsters,
Harrison Bullit front brake caliper, Corbin solo seat, factory tank bag, Fox
Twin Clicker shock, Schneider=s side stand fixer and fat foot, flip-a-lever
cruise control, new greaseable driveshaft by Neff Engineering, Hepco-Becker
junior bags, plus Touratech aluminum cases (all use the same mounts), rebuilt
rotor and newer diode board and mounts by Motorrad Elektrik, high output
voltage regulator, never off road, never down.
I know I=ve missed something but enough is enough! This is one sweet item. $7800. Bob Cox @ 651.489.6467.
BMW Motorcycle Owner=s
Club of Minnesota
155 Faye Street
St. Paul, MN 55119
For Sale : 1992 K75S Blue, approx. 6,800 miles. BMW
hard bags, Throttlemeister, Corbin seats. $5,000. Gary Lieske 763.559.5963 or
HerrLieske@aol.com
For Sale: I have the
KLR Tengai for sale @ $995. It runs but needs work as you will see. Very good tires, less than 3000 miles on
Avon Gripsters. This bike needs a new
battery, chain and
sprockets. Contact Bob Cox at
651.489.6467
For Sale : Stock Boge
shock for old R100GS models. Well used
but not leaking. Make an offer. Bart @651.645.7796 or blbakker@isd.net