
La bala roja
What I had thought was going to be a Secret Society two stroke scooter ride turned out to be an SFMC (San Francisco Motorcycle Club) big bike four stroke ride. I thought for sure I would get dropped on the higher speed roads, but it worked out mostly okay. Although, by the time we got to Jamison the front brake had faded again. I let it chill enough to enjoy 236 though.
The first leg of the ride was basically down HWY 1 to 84, and up to Alice’s—the local Mecca of moto riders. Most of the ride was rather boring if not somewhat picturesque. It’s just that going straight at close to wide open on these bikes isn’t much fun. Replicas need corners! Once on 84 though things got a lot better.
From Alice’s it should have been a nice hop though Pescadero to Duarte’s Restaurant, but the group got separated, and someone’s non-iPhone directed us to the east side of 84. This was eventually corrected, and we headed the proper way. I wasn’t particularly remiss though as there’s been a lot of work done to this section of 84 making for some nice fresh pavement.
Once corrected we rode the west side of 84 connecting to Pescadero. I almost always ride up this road so it was a nice change to ride down it this time. Featuring a bounty of curvy goodness Pescadero is an excellent route—even for the bigger bikes. Upon our arrival we were greeted by the rest of the group, some locals, and people fascinated by the Replica—I was the last one to the lunch table due to entertaining said interested parties. The city of Pescadero hosts a population of around 450 people. The local gas station is always a hub of activity, and the local coffee shop has a nice Morini feature in the window display. Pescadero is a good place to visit with your Replica.
After lunch most of the group headed north on the coast highway back to San Francisco. I felt that to head home now while being this close to 236 would be tragic. It turned out that Clay, and his son AJ were headed to Bolder Creek, and so the three of us headed out together enjoying some of the area’s finer roads.
We started off with Butano which begins with a rather long straight, but quickly turns into lush twisties. It use to be full of nasty pot holes making it one of Doc Wong’s favorite torture tests, however recently there have been numerous repairs turning it into a perfect experience for the Replicas. Butano eventually emerges at the Coast Highway providing yet again another long stretch of very pretty, and very boring top gear wide open riding until Bonny Dune is reach. There we headed west again with the beloved twisty action.
From Bonny Dune we connected to Smith Grade. Here I led and while it had been well over a year I still knew some of the nasty gotchas, bun only some! There are a number of hidden natural sleeping policemen that can send you right out of your seat if hit at the wrong angle. Smith is a challenging road for any bike, but particularly so on sport bikes—even the light weight replicas. From there we connect to Empire which for the Replicas it’s okay, but not particularly exciting. Lots of shifting for the inclines, but not a lot of twisties. It is from Empire that Jamison Creek road is found, and this one has a propensity to destroy the front brake on my classic GPRs. Clay expected me to lead down Jamison like I had with Butano, and Smith, but I just couldn’t pull it off as I had to take it very slow due to the lack of front brake ability.
Jamison lets out on the tail end of 236 which we took into Bolder Creek. I do this for two reasons. One to gas up, and two to provide the much needed respite for the front brake. We got a couple of photos, and the guys headed off leaving me to enjoy my favorite Bay Area road—236.
By the time I got to Big Basin for the 236 riding I was quite tired. I was quickly invigorated by the curvy smooth tarmac as I ascended the mountain. I probably should have jumped off the bike numerous times to take photos for my dear readers, however I just couldn’t bring myself to do so. I did stop at the Big Basin sign, and at the 236/9 sigil, but that was all I could do. The road just begs to be ridden. I know I say this all the time, but I am totally dumfounded that this road isn’t crawling with Replicas buzzing up, and down it all day long.
From there it was up the Nine, back to Skyline where I arrived at STP (Woodside Skyline Trading Post). This is one of the main watering holes (refueling stations), and a must stop on most adventures. I had noticed that their H2 station was up and running. This is very exciting as the future of motor vehicles will revolve around H2. To me this is very exciting. E-bikes are the future, but batteries totally suck, and the fuel cell is really our only hope to keep motos as free and wild as we have been enjoying for over one hundred years.
While I was fueling up the GPR a large crowd circled the Derbi. It is as if people had never seen a two stroke before. I was able to snap a fun photo, but most of the guys were too shy to remain. Those that did though had an awesome sensor humor as you can enjoy from the photo.
Earlier this year the
Crystal Springs dam reopened. It had been nearly a decade of closure, and I was quite excited to check it out. On the way home I chose this route in order to get some photos, and ride the bridge. They did a wonderful job creating the dam, a walkway, and new twisty bit of road.
I know you are all waiting to find out how the bike with the Stage6 kit performed. Clearly it did well to keep up, and challenge the bigger bikes. On the last stretch of road I was passed by a late model R6 and a 500 Honda. They went down Skyline at Daly City. Even though this is a mostly straight bit of road I was able to out ride them with the GPR. Now the top speed isn’t anywhere close to what those two bike can, and did achieve, but they were not able to drop me, nor could the keep with me in the corners as I was able to pass them quite easily. Yeah I know they were probably super green riders that had no business on such bikes—with that I would totally agree. Still they do represent the typical neophyte, and they could not outride the GPR.
The bike has a lot of power, but it is rather difficult to tap into it. The fifteen tooth sprocket did help quite a bit by smoothing out the power delivery, but the initial opening of the carb was frequently met with a jolt. It’s possible this could be tuned out with a more appropriate needle, and running the chain a bit tighter. Mostly though keeping the bike in the power band is a lot of work. This probably would have been slightly easier were I able to employ the tachometer—this was inhibited by the previously mentioned battery issue. Kept in the power band the engine would spool up wonderfully pulling the bike through nearly every situation. Riding with the four strokes was typical in that their style would frequently push me out of the power band. I hope they weren’t too upset when I sped past in order to keep the engine on the pipe!
Should noobs get this kit? I really don’t think this would be a proper kit for them as they might not ever master it without first training on a more agreeable kit. For someone skilled wanting lots of power, without much need for stop and go traffic this kit is amazing, and a whole lot of fun. I thoroughly enjoyed the bike the entire day, but it was a lot of work to keep it in the zone.
