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So after hours of installing some parts for the bike yesterday. I decided to take the bike on a few trails located about an hour or so from where I live. Got there pretty early in the morning and it was already packed. I guess there was a club of riders trying to get a ride in before the state closed the park off for the season.

I rode to Thomaston Dam in Thomaston CT and met some great people. Now, this is my first time ever riding off-road. I kinda knew what to expect but at the same time my heart was pumping. As soon as I pulled up they went to check out the bike. I guess it's not everyday an adventure bike goes to these trails. They were all riding much smaller bikes. Anywho, they were nice and advised me to go to certain trails due to my lack of experience. Gave me a few pointers and off I went.

IT WAS GREAT!

It was the first 20-30 minutes and I didnt fall, yet! I was exhausted as there were all these mogul like trails then these steep rocky drops and then some narrowing turns around trees and to top it all off, there was a river right next to me. So it was breezy and cool!

Then, I took a quick little break, grabbed some water and some snacks and went back to it. I guess I was getting a little too confident and took a spill maybe 3 mins after my break. I managed to get the bike back up and hopped right on and continued. Then I got to a point in the trail where It was about to end but in order to get to the end. I had to climb a steep hill that was really rocky. I tried twice, failed both times. 2nd time was really hard to get the bike up. I had to drag it a little by the crashbars so i could position myself a bit better. Finally i got it up and rode it back down the rocky hill and sat at the bottom. Drank some water, had a little snack and drank water again waiting to try again.

Then these group of riders came by and were jumping over logs and going fast and one stopped by me to see if I was okay. I straight up told him, I can't figure out how to get out. I tried twice and I can't get over that hill. He saw i was exhausted and said I think there's another way around, let me check.

He came back and said there is this other way but it just takes you back to that hill close to half way up. He gave me some words of advice and boosted my confidence. Told me to just keep standing, don't put your feet down and give it gas. Then he said make sure you play with the clutch when you need to. Then i pointed out it was the DCT model and he was speechless. He said i've been doing all this on the DCT and I told him yeah.

Anyways, I followed him a little then he let me take the lead. I got to the halfway point of the hill and kept the throttle going. The rear was going side to side but i countered in the front with me standing and wiggling the bars to get through. Finally I made it to the top. I was shaking, smiling and sweaty. This was absolutely one of my best days ever riding a motorcycle.

I go to the top of the dam and inspected the bike to see what had happened. Fairings were great, exhaust was fine, everything was fine. The crashbars did their job. My parking brake lever bent a little. Those plastic handguards really cant take a drop. My left mirror fell somewhere that I have no idea where it happened. I didnt even notice it was gone until I got on the highway and tried looking to the left.

Overall I had a great day and many lessons learned. I pulled over to grab a bite to eat and as I was sitting waiting for my food, I get a call from an unknown number. I picked up and asked who it was.

Let me explain a little back story first. I posted my guzzi on craigslist about a month ago and this kid and his friend had purchased it off of me and they drove off. As I was walking away from the transaction that day I realized I left my plate on the bike. So i quickly called the guy and asked if he could pull over so I can meet him and grab it from him. He did so and I met him at the gas station not to far and then we said goodbye.

So the person that called me was the friend that accompanied the person who bought my bike. He called to notify me that his friend passed away that same day that he bought my bike. The reason for his call was because he was trying to ask me if there was anyway that I could claim insurance for them with the ambulance ride and I sadly told them that even If i wanted to, no isurance company would allow that to happen. So the story I got from him was that maybe 5-10 mins after I saw the guy at the gas station to pick up my plates. He got on the highway and lost control and had a severe head trauma. He was then pronounced dead at the hospital.

First I felt bad for this kids family and friends. Then i started to feel like I handed this kid a loaded gun. I was shaken up for a while with this thought that I called riding the rest of the day off. I packed up my stuff and made my way back home to call it a day. The long ride back home made me think a lot about my feelings. It sucks that this person went down and on the bike I just sold him and my condolences goes out to his family and close friends. I realize though, if it wasn't my bike he bought that day. It could've been someone else's. Im just sorry that it happened.

Ride safe!
 

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What an interesting story, thanks for sharing. Good on you for getting out and pushing the limits offroad. Not sure what to say about the Guzzi fellow except my condolences to his family and friends and to you for being dragged into it.
 

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Glad you enjoyed the story. I really had a lot of fun pushing myself harder and harder. It sucks what happened with him and is another reminder of how short life can be.
 

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So after hours of installing some parts for the bike yesterday. I decided to take the bike on a few trails located about an hour or so from where I live. Got there pretty early in the morning and it was already packed. I guess there was a club of riders trying to get a ride in before the state closed the park off for the season.

I rode to Thomaston Dam in Thomaston CT and met some great people. Now, this is my first time ever riding off-road. I kinda knew what to expect but at the same time my heart was pumping. As soon as I pulled up they went to check out the bike. I guess it's not everyday an adventure bike goes to these trails. They were all riding much smaller bikes. Anywho, they were nice and advised me to go to certain trails due to my lack of experience. Gave me a few pointers and off I went.

IT WAS GREAT!

It was the first 20-30 minutes and I didnt fall, yet! I was exhausted as there were all these mogul like trails then these steep rocky drops and then some narrowing turns around trees and to top it all off, there was a river right next to me. So it was breezy and cool!

Then, I took a quick little break, grabbed some water and some snacks and went back to it. I guess I was getting a little too confident and took a spill maybe 3 mins after my break. I managed to get the bike back up and hopped right on and continued. Then I got to a point in the trail where It was about to end but in order to get to the end. I had to climb a steep hill that was really rocky. I tried twice, failed both times. 2nd time was really hard to get the bike up. I had to drag it a little by the crashbars so i could position myself a bit better. Finally i got it up and rode it back down the rocky hill and sat at the bottom. Drank some water, had a little snack and drank water again waiting to try again.

Then these group of riders came by and were jumping over logs and going fast and one stopped by me to see if I was okay. I straight up told him, I can't figure out how to get out. I tried twice and I can't get over that hill. He saw i was exhausted and said I think there's another way around, let me check.

He came back and said there is this other way but it just takes you back to that hill close to half way up. He gave me some words of advice and boosted my confidence. Told me to just keep standing, don't put your feet down and give it gas. Then he said make sure you play with the clutch when you need to. Then i pointed out it was the DCT model and he was speechless. He said i've been doing all this on the DCT and I told him yeah.

Anyways, I followed him a little then he let me take the lead. I got to the halfway point of the hill and kept the throttle going. The rear was going side to side but i countered in the front with me standing and wiggling the bars to get through. Finally I made it to the top. I was shaking, smiling and sweaty. This was absolutely one of my best days ever riding a motorcycle.

I go to the top of the dam and inspected the bike to see what had happened. Fairings were great, exhaust was fine, everything was fine. The crashbars did their job. My parking brake lever bent a little. Those plastic handguards really cant take a drop. My left mirror fell somewhere that I have no idea where it happened. I didnt even notice it was gone until I got on the highway and tried looking to the left.

Overall I had a great day and many lessons learned. I pulled over to grab a bite to eat and as I was sitting waiting for my food, I get a call from an unknown number. I picked up and asked who it was.

Let me explain a little back story first. I posted my guzzi on craigslist about a month ago and this kid and his friend had purchased it off of me and they drove off. As I was walking away from the transaction that day I realized I left my plate on the bike. So i quickly called the guy and asked if he could pull over so I can meet him and grab it from him. He did so and I met him at the gas station not to far and then we said goodbye.

So the person that called me was the friend that accompanied the person who bought my bike. He called to notify me that his friend passed away that same day that he bought my bike. The reason for his call was because he was trying to ask me if there was anyway that I could claim insurance for them with the ambulance ride and I sadly told them that even If i wanted to, no isurance company would allow that to happen. So the story I got from him was that maybe 5-10 mins after I saw the guy at the gas station to pick up my plates. He got on the highway and lost control and had a severe head trauma. He was then pronounced dead at the hospital.

First I felt bad for this kids family and friends. Then i started to feel like I handed this kid a loaded gun. I was shaken up for a while with this thought that I called riding the rest of the day off. I packed up my stuff and made my way back home to call it a day. The long ride back home made me think a lot about my feelings. It sucks that this person went down and on the bike I just sold him and my condolences goes out to his family and close friends. I realize though, if it wasn't my bike he bought that day. It could've been someone else's. Im just sorry that it happened.

Ride safe!
This is such a crazy story (what else can I say?). Thank you for sharing it.

Doubletake mirrors will be good for you.
 

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I will be placing an order soon for the adventure double take. Did some research and it looks like it's the right fit for what I am doing! thanks.
 
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