Working on the BMW was becoming too much to bear, and the complexity of simple tasks was starting to get under my skin. It was getting old, having to take off all the body panels and fairings to accomplish the simplest of maintenance. As much as I loved this bike, the easiest tasks quickly became all day chores.

Having traded my Ducati Scrambler in for a Zero Streetfighter has been an amazing choice I haven’t looked back on, however, I can’t even begin to describe how much I miss forest roads. I finally decided it was time for a change. Shortly after I posted her for sale, I agreed to meet someone from Tucson who was interested in buying her. I broke even, deposited the cash, and went out the next morning to look at what I had my eye on. It was a 2003 Kawasaki KLR 650, renowned as the most bulletproof bike ever made. It was love at first sight.

She was a little rough around the edges when we first met. Obviously gone through a bit of a rough and tumble. The left side fairings were scratched up and broken, the stock bars were bent, and overall she was a little worse for wear. The salesman turned the key, and after a brief warm up, I was taking her for a test ride. A quick romp around the parking lot, and we were doing paperwork.

Light, nimble, and ever so willing to do whatever I asked, I couldn’t wait to get home and get started. I ordered a half dozen cans of paint, some pannier bag racks, crash bars, and a couple of tool boxes to use as cases.

Just a few more things to do, and she’ll be trail ready.

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