Prologue:
It's been a while since I had a proper motorcycle trip and I was determined to take one this spring. Initially things started to come together for a return trip to Arkansas with the same buddies from before. Unfortunately plans unraveled for a variety of reasons including the launch of a project at work that we've been planning for 2 years now. I also received an invite to go dual sport riding in Utah, and the stars aligned for me to finally get a proper Utah trip under my belt. I've ridden through on my FJR and took my family there in the big Ford Expedition, but I needed some of that dirt.
Things started lining up, we were going to be basing out of Hanksville, near Captol Reef National Park and Goblin Valley State park. After much discussion on where to stay and thoughts about camping including some boondocking, we ultimately decided to rent a Travel Trailer while there. Several others were bringing theirs so it only made sense to base out of Dukes RV camp right there in Hanksville. This ended up being a well positioned basecamp with very nice facilities, and some good restaurants in the area.
I was determined to not be working on the bike the night before departure, so I started getting things done early. Doing some minor repairs and basic maintenance was definitely in order.
Then came the decision about tires. I needed tires that could be really good in a lot of terrains, while still being able to handle some pavement riding to and from the trail heads. I needed a really good compromise tire. Many would suggest a good gummy tire for the terrain, but those will get chewed up quickly on the pavement riding. Tires that are good in the rocks aren't so good in the sand, and vice versa. After conversing with many folks, and some paralysis by analysis, I made a decision.
Front tire was decided pretty early on, I went with the Goldentyre GT216AA, known as a "Fatty" tire in a size 90/100-21.
The rear tire I agonized for quite a while and ultimately decided on the Kenda K772 Parker DT in 120/100-18.
I ended up being very happy with both of these tires.
I had the whole bike prepped almost two weeks early, just needed to pack up, no need for any maintenance, right?
Wrong! My wife asked what that squeaky noise was coming from the back rear of the Expedition. So there I was a few days before the trip replacing brake parts on the Expedition. Thankfully, Amazon got me the parts quickly and I had all the tools so it was a painless process.
On Friday I bolted out of work early and got on the road. One of the guys I'd be riding with had an Airbnb in Fort Sumner, NM, so that was my target. Just northwest of Lubbock, I ran into a nasty storm line. I pulled over just before getting into it and looked at the radar and movement. The worst was a line running parallel to 84, but was just south of it and generally moving south, so I should be good. It was pretty nasty and one of the guys running about 30 minutes ahead of me saw a tornado in this storm.
I got to the Airbnb and went to bed on the living room couch pretty quickly as the next day was a pretty big day driving wise. In the middle of the night a storm came through and we got a tornado alert. The house had a metal roof and we could hear small hail making a lot of noise on it, and there was thunder and lightning popping about every 2 to 5 seconds. Hard to sleep in all that and when we peeked out the front door, we could see the hail splashing in the flooded front yard. It was pretty close to the front door but the storm passed through without anything too concerning and I went back to sleep.
A short while later I woke up again and there was heavy rain. No hail and no lighting, so I went back to sleep. When I woke up, I swung my legs off the couch and my feet came down on a wet rug. During the second storm, the water had come in under the front door and flooded the living room. Much of my stuff was wet including the decorative couch pillows I'd tossed on the ground. Looking at the wood floor, this wasn't the first flood. I guess this is going to be an adventure after all.
Me and John H were on the road early and we made our way to Hanksville without any issues. I dropped my bike and carrier at our RV spot and got back on the road. I had to run 100 miles to pick up our Travel Trailer and then tow it back over the mountains to Hanksville. Gas mileage was terrible of course.
We got it all set up in time to get settled in and go to bed, preparing for our first day of riding the next day.
It's been a while since I had a proper motorcycle trip and I was determined to take one this spring. Initially things started to come together for a return trip to Arkansas with the same buddies from before. Unfortunately plans unraveled for a variety of reasons including the launch of a project at work that we've been planning for 2 years now. I also received an invite to go dual sport riding in Utah, and the stars aligned for me to finally get a proper Utah trip under my belt. I've ridden through on my FJR and took my family there in the big Ford Expedition, but I needed some of that dirt.
Things started lining up, we were going to be basing out of Hanksville, near Captol Reef National Park and Goblin Valley State park. After much discussion on where to stay and thoughts about camping including some boondocking, we ultimately decided to rent a Travel Trailer while there. Several others were bringing theirs so it only made sense to base out of Dukes RV camp right there in Hanksville. This ended up being a well positioned basecamp with very nice facilities, and some good restaurants in the area.
I was determined to not be working on the bike the night before departure, so I started getting things done early. Doing some minor repairs and basic maintenance was definitely in order.
Then came the decision about tires. I needed tires that could be really good in a lot of terrains, while still being able to handle some pavement riding to and from the trail heads. I needed a really good compromise tire. Many would suggest a good gummy tire for the terrain, but those will get chewed up quickly on the pavement riding. Tires that are good in the rocks aren't so good in the sand, and vice versa. After conversing with many folks, and some paralysis by analysis, I made a decision.
Front tire was decided pretty early on, I went with the Goldentyre GT216AA, known as a "Fatty" tire in a size 90/100-21.
The rear tire I agonized for quite a while and ultimately decided on the Kenda K772 Parker DT in 120/100-18.
I ended up being very happy with both of these tires.
I had the whole bike prepped almost two weeks early, just needed to pack up, no need for any maintenance, right?
Wrong! My wife asked what that squeaky noise was coming from the back rear of the Expedition. So there I was a few days before the trip replacing brake parts on the Expedition. Thankfully, Amazon got me the parts quickly and I had all the tools so it was a painless process.
On Friday I bolted out of work early and got on the road. One of the guys I'd be riding with had an Airbnb in Fort Sumner, NM, so that was my target. Just northwest of Lubbock, I ran into a nasty storm line. I pulled over just before getting into it and looked at the radar and movement. The worst was a line running parallel to 84, but was just south of it and generally moving south, so I should be good. It was pretty nasty and one of the guys running about 30 minutes ahead of me saw a tornado in this storm.
I got to the Airbnb and went to bed on the living room couch pretty quickly as the next day was a pretty big day driving wise. In the middle of the night a storm came through and we got a tornado alert. The house had a metal roof and we could hear small hail making a lot of noise on it, and there was thunder and lightning popping about every 2 to 5 seconds. Hard to sleep in all that and when we peeked out the front door, we could see the hail splashing in the flooded front yard. It was pretty close to the front door but the storm passed through without anything too concerning and I went back to sleep.
A short while later I woke up again and there was heavy rain. No hail and no lighting, so I went back to sleep. When I woke up, I swung my legs off the couch and my feet came down on a wet rug. During the second storm, the water had come in under the front door and flooded the living room. Much of my stuff was wet including the decorative couch pillows I'd tossed on the ground. Looking at the wood floor, this wasn't the first flood. I guess this is going to be an adventure after all.
Me and John H were on the road early and we made our way to Hanksville without any issues. I dropped my bike and carrier at our RV spot and got back on the road. I had to run 100 miles to pick up our Travel Trailer and then tow it back over the mountains to Hanksville. Gas mileage was terrible of course.
We got it all set up in time to get settled in and go to bed, preparing for our first day of riding the next day.
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Man, I get it. Steepness like that with loose rocks and kitty litter over smooth rock and hardpack can be treacherous. About the time you think momentum and traction are winning, the rear tire busts loose and you get to have all that fun of trying to get the bike turned around in a tight spot and work your way back down to take another stab at it.






