Many years ago I was attracted to Supermoto's when I would see/hear WildFX brapping around my neighborhood. It always intrigued me. And I said to myself "one day......". Yesterday was that day
Three months ago I decided to buy one, didn't care how long it took, just wanted one, and I wanted the "right" one. So began the search....an arduous search.
Story of my life: I want what I can't have......
Began by reading everything I could on-line about SM's, connected with a few riders to get a street level perspective on manufacturers, pros, cons, recommended mods, etc. Thanks to all of you. A big "solid" goes to T-Rex and Bartender. Too many others to to thank in this community.
I didn't want a shitter bike, it needed to be pretty clean, and preferably with some basic mods already done. As the make/model that I was looking for was pretty rare, my search soon became North America wide. The US easily had the most to choose from, but, the make I wanted was not on the admissable list. With some help from the advrider.com community, I was connected to a company in Toronto called MIAC (Motorcycle Importers Association of Canada). They had experience arranging importation documentation for such bikes. These folks proved completely useless. Slow to respond, false promises, etc. A total waste of time as I watched bikes I wanted to buy slip from my grasp as they dragged their heels.
Back to a Canada-wide search. Almost every day I ran my searches on about half a dozen different sites looking for "My Supermoto". After about a month, I found one in Halifax. Quickly started investigating how to buy a bike long distance, inspections, shipping etc. It was do-able for sure, but a lot of work.
Last week, while in Philadelphia I sat in my hotel room waiting for an inspection report from a Halifax dealer to be emailed to me. The seller was gracious enough to bring the bike to them and have them check it out for me.
As I waited, I ran my searches again. This time, it was a google search, but rather than listings, I chose a photo search. When looking for used bikes, this approach works pretty well as you can tell from the picture quickly if it is a brochure pic, or one taken in someone's driveway. Page 1, Page 2, ..........all the way down to page 5, and there is my Supermoto! But, the description is for a different model than what is pictured. I would never have found this bike searching by specific model number.
Quick call, and turns out the bike is available, it's actually at a dealer in Victoria. Sweet! I asked "Are you sure this is a model ABC, not an XYZ? They said, "we think so". I asked they go and snap a phone pic of the actual bike and send it to me. Sure enough, its the model I want.
Within an hour a price had been negotiated, cheaper than my Halifax one, and in much better condition. Deposit made, and plans began to go pick it up the folowing week when I was home.
Fast forward to Monday (yesterday). I have a short window to get this done, so decide a 30minute flight to Victoria @ 10:30am was the best option. I could be travelling back on teh 1:00pm ferry if I'm lucky. I get a ride to YVR, and seated in the float plane fully geared up for riding in the rain. The skies are opening up and the streets are drying. Could I be this lucky?
We take off, only to turn around once over the water and return to the dock. WTF? Turns out the fog is too low. Flight cancelled. Next flight is 12:30pm. I wait.......
Back in the air, the excitement is building. Quick taxi ride to the dealer and as I step out of the car, my new bike is sitting right there. Hi there!
I have been communicating with the Dealer on a daily basis since last week, so they are waiting for me with paperwork and insurance ready to go. I can make the 3:00pm ferry now, but we gotta be quick! Streets are still dry. Bike is squeeky clean. Awesome!
30 minutes later the deal is done, and I walk out to the bike and it is raining BUCKETS! It's dark and its starting to fog up. Wheelies will have to wait.
I have 30mins to catch the ferry. Open it up, and run 120-130kmh all the way, all the time thinking "This woudl be quite the story to tell if it included getting impounded within the first hour of picking up the bike". I get to the ferry with 3mins to spare. Whew!
The 90mins on the ferry was painfully long........but with half a dozen chat sessions going on via SMS and BBM with all those that love to share in the excitement of "New Bike Day", it was tolerable.
We dock, I am on the bike, and ready to hit the start button. Go!
Ummm, No! Battery is dead. WTF? Can this get any more complicated? Ferry guys run over with a booster kit. Useless! The clamps are too big to even touch, much less connect to the tiny battery in this bike. Push the bike out and decide to use the down ramp to bump start it. By thsi time it is pitch black, and pouring like bitch! Rear tire slides, no luck. I am f*cked!
Shotgun SMS/BBM out to the inner circle yields a savior; Dean (SnoDragon) is on his way from New West with a bike specific jumper kit. I call BCAA for a flat bed tow truck just in case. They anticpate a 2 1/2 hour wait.
Dean arrives within the hour, bikes fires up, and we are rolling. I can't see shit, I have no idea how this bike handles in heavy rain, with puddles in the tire tracks. F*ck it! I wanna get home, so twist it up to 130kmh and just go for it.
Damn, this thing tracks really really well. I am wet, cold, tired, blind.......my ass is already sore from the punishing seat. But, I have a huge grin on my face knowing Dean is protecting my 6. BRaaaaaaap! BRaaaaaap! LOVE IT!
It's home, I'm thrilled, and I can't wait to take it apart and sort out any demons it might have, and set it up he way I want.
2011 Husaberg FS570 Yo!