I left Carlin, Nevada at noon. At a world famous spot, maybe 3 miles from where they are runnign for speed records, I get a blowout on my service truck. Yes, I can call for service and sit there for four hours, or I can change it myself. I choose to change it. No problem....100 miles, exactly from Salt Lake...
About 20 minutes later, I realize my wallet is gone. All I have is my personal check book. No problem, I'll buy fuel, an double back to pick it up. Oh no..no personal checks. So, I drive home, knowing full well I have to go right back where I came from...I got home at 900pm. I HAVE to find thsi wallet, or vacation is over..I was leaving, by plane, on sat morning...
I'm tired of vehicles, thought...and I'm only 90% sure my wallets there. I thought about grabbing the Ninja, but remembered the light on the Concours 14, and how amazing it is....anyway...I leave, on it, at 930. It had a full tank.
I arrived where my wallet was at 10:19pm. I had pulled into this turn aroudn for vehicles to change the tire....I look for exactly 15 seconds when all the sudden flashing lights appear..YEA! One of Utah's finest. He helped me look, and was amazingly cool. As we realized my wallet was not there, he asked which way I was going. I said " Towards Wendover". He said "It sucks that there are so few of us out tonight...and I'm HERE.....Message received. I finish the 23 minutes into wendover..not sure how fast, but my fuel light was on. I took 5.7 gallons at the station. 118 miles from the last fill....
I turn around, to head home....walletless. I have only the remainder of the 20.00 my wife had given me..$8.48 to my name..which means nothing since I cant prove who I am...I start back home.
I then remember freaking out when it happened. Between mile post 20 and 21. I knew my cop friend was right there, so anyway...8800 rpm in fifth gear was the bikes top speed. I go to mile post 20 and slowed to a snails pace.....in a few minutes, I see my wallet....No, that isn't it....seconds later, my front wheel hits it. YES!!! Its 1100pm, exactly, by then...and I'm 98-100 miles out....I pulled back into my driveway at 11:46.
I'm a critic of my Concours 14. Its way too big. Its heavy, and probably needs some refinement....HOWEVER...I dont know if too many bikes capable of doing what I did with it last night. In relative safety, I might add, due to its incredible headlights. Well, I need more top end horsepower. At my high altitude, shes about done at 8800rpm in fifth...
Anyway, what I did was not responsible, safe, or reasonable. I['m no role model. But thanks to Kawasaki for makign a machien so out of its element in a society with speed limits, rules and regulations. I hoep their new H2 continues the tradition.