And again, good day, friends! Here I continue the story about my motorcycle. And here we will talk about how Jebel behaves off-road, in winter, the costs of ownership, I’ll tell you about reliability, I’ll tell you why I consider it a tourenduro and I’ll sum it up. Oh yes, I’ll also share my thoughts on how our expectations affect our world. The first part is HERE.
In his element
Somehow it turned out that at the very beginning I thought that I would never get into the mud. And he looked at the endurists swarming in the mud as if they were sectarians. But today, absolutely suddenly, I somehow became imbued with the spirit of dirtiness. Is this treatable? One day I had an unbearable itching in one place. After scratching it, I decided to go in the rain, in the mud. I've never had such a desire before. Apparently, the brain enduro is progressing. And I don’t mind! I just left the city, and in my peripheral vision I saw a man lying in a ditch near the road. Didn't understand. I turned around and drove on again. Indeed, there is a guy lying in the grass in the rain and wind. He trampled out a cozy bed of grass for himself and collapsed. Well, I think I might need some help. I moved in with him. I asked if everything was okay. Yes, he says, I’m lying here, resting. I say, uncle, it’s raining, it’s cold, you’ll freeze and die, go home! He somehow got up, and I asked, in what city? I was a little taken aback... In Sarapul, he says? Yes, I answer. Well, okay, then I’ll just lie here for a while. And lie down calmly and comfortably, like a master, and let’s continue to rest. Wow... I say, some kind of madness woke up in me and it felt good to overcome the mud. Well, I think let your motorbike control skills improve. In short, I drove somewhere, but I drove so far that I couldn’t leave. What an idiot... On the left there is a steep forest slope, on the right there is a river, a goat path 10 cm wide goes down and is itself inclined at an angle. I drive quietly and quietly and notice that the wheels, covered with clay, are inexorably beginning to pull into the river. I had to put the motorcycle on its side, otherwise a sad fate could not be avoided. I quarreled a little to myself. Well, just a little... I learned a few new curse words for that.
The photo doesn't really show how deplorable the situation is. Fortunately, SANDSTONE was nearby. Some sandy stones, quite fragile. Let me gouge and crumble them and make a path under the wheels. I cleaned the clay off the wheels themselves with a stick. I picked up the motorcycle and somehow rode out easily. Damn, I was more afraid.
Then I plunged into the very dirt.
In general, into the healthiest puddles, into the brownest mud. But, oddly enough, the worst thing was driving on compacted clay. Because it’s like on ice, by God. And here the biggest decision is made by mud tires with a harsh, man-like tread that is scary to look at. As always, I have a TKC80 station wagon. So, I plunged into the most bottomless puddles, into slurry that resembled sour cream in consistency, into swamps, into damp arable land, into sand, into damp sand, and I went everywhere. This is such a thrill! It’s the thrill of overcoming difficulties. It’s a thrill to think, “What the hell! How can you even get through here?.. Oh, Saint Athanasius! Happened! How cool is that!”
I also learned how to control the motorcycle at low speed while standing. In general, riding in mud does not do much to improve the feeling of the motorcycle and balance. And also, the body gets really tired. You come home pleasantly tired and HUNGRY! And it's not as dirty, actually, as it seems. No matter how many times I rode in the rain and mud, only my motorcycle boots were dirty. Well, I haven’t fallen yet and I always ride alone.
Well, it was all about the irresistibly alluring brown slush. But there is a second, no less brilliant side of the coin. I don’t like to drive fast, I prefer to slowly roll along a country road for miles, look at the landscapes, lakes, climb high hills and sit there for half an hour, looking at the unfolding expanse. Drive to an unknown village, which was ten kilometers from home, but which I had never been to, and find there an old temple blown up by the Bolsheviks. Ride along a forest path and feel the tart smell of wet moss and a thin stream of smoke from the fire of shepherds sitting on the edge. Wait for the rays of the sunset and admire how the dandelions flash with their inner gold in the spring with hundreds of furry fireflies.
Or go with a tent and your girlfriend to a high hill on the river bank. It is difficult to make a fire while fighting the evening wind and local fire spirits. Fry marshmallows over the fire and burn to hell all your lips, palate, tongue and cheeks on the melted sweet liquid. But then drink tea with a slice of pizza while the first stars twinkle and the fire crackles. Under the aroma of rose hips blooming nearby and the quiet rattling of a fishing boat on the other side of the river.
in winter
Holy saints, you can drive in winter too!
Thus the season does not end at all. Holy shit, how cool. It’s not like it was with Desperado, I washed it, looked at it with a sad, melancholy look for the last time and let’s see it until spring. No, with enduro there is no such thing as motor toxicosis. Jebel starts up in winter somehow strange. Apparently my battery is a little tired, and the oil is getting thicker, so the starter doesn’t turn as vigorously as in the summer. But I’m a good guy, so I adapted awesomely. That means I’ll get on the bike and at the same time pull the kick and turn the starter. The second time it grabs it stably. Also, recently I got a hair dryer, so I use it to warm up the engine, carburetor and oil radiator a little beforehand. And after the motorcycle starts, I heat the oil radiator for another 2-3 minutes with a hairdryer, so that the oil becomes thinner and the warm oil warms up the engines from the inside. Cool, yeah? It turns out there is even a short video, and don’t pay attention to the drug addict comments. I know that the girl is right about everything!
It's really cool to drive in winter! I went, I mean, just recently for a ride. I got all the way to the Kama River, the river on which my town is located, and there the fishermen looked at me like I was crazy. Get out of here, they say, you're a drug addict, otherwise you'll scare away all the fish for us! The stick insect grandmothers scared me away like I was scared of scurvy when I flew along the forest path. And on the steep bank of the river I almost flew off a cliff, but that’s normal... I rode across the field, through virgin soil. Interesting feeling. It drives like it’s driving through mud, although if you stall, it begins to gnaw the frozen ground with its spikes and sharply explode forward. And also, the stupid falling snow at speed hurts your eyes, your visor mercilessly fogs up, and snot flows straight into your mouth. I drank 2 liters of them.
It’s also a special thrill to travel through the forest in winter. Unbelievably beautiful. Jebel's headlight shines so freaking cool! The spikes are damn tenacious, but only on packed snow and ice. As soon as you dig into the loose snow, it starts to slip. But it’s even more interesting this way! But if you drive half a wheel into the virgin soil, then the motorcycle will no longer carry you. There is not enough traction to push the snow with the front wheel. Well, okay! Tea is not a snowmobile, we have our own way.
It's not as cold to drive in winter as many people think. You can fly 90 km/h, but at that speed my bells become like peas. the balaclava in the area of the nose and mouth freezes, becoming icy with snot. But, if you go enduring along a forest path, you get hot and sweaty. The main thing here is not to get sick.Ownership costs
What should I write here?
Well, fuel consumption turns out, as I already wrote, 4.5 l./100 km. along the highway. I poured both 92 and 95, but did not notice any difference. Therefore, as in advertising, why pay more? I use semi-synthetic motor oil Lukoil for 650 rubles 4 liters. It turns out the volume there is something like 1.2 liters. Changing the oil is very simple. But simply because the motorcycle is high and there is no need for a lift or inspection hole in the garage, as is the case with Desperado. The oil filter is located very conveniently, which I am incredibly happy about. You simply unscrew 3 bolts from the iron cap and remove the filter. And it costs only 160 rubles. I bought a dozen of them on eBay and am calm.
Oil-impregnated foam air filter. A new one costs 1000 rubles, but it is serviced! Again, an unspeakable pleasure after Desperado, where 2 filters are located inconveniently, and which cannot be washed, but only changed. And then, I took out the foam rubber, washed it with dishwashing detergent, put it in a plastic bag, dripped in motor oil and kneaded it properly to soak it. That's all! And the excess oil will drain where it needs to. In the air filter box there is a special there is a hole.
Wow. I haven’t changed the brake pads yet, I don’t even know how it’s done and how much they cost. And, the annual transport tax for a motorcycle is 160 rubles. Insurance cost 650 rubles + agent 200 rubles.
Reliability
So, what's been wrong with me all this time?
Well, the headlight bulb burned out. Replaced. She ends up in the H4 basement, so there are a lot of them everywhere. Just this fall, the speedometer stopped working. It looks like the cable has broken. With a three-second modification with a file, a cable from a Lada for 70 rubles is suitable. Oh, and while driving, the fastening of the plastic chain guard came loose. That’s it, I didn’t do anything else with the motorcycle. And he brings me only joy. Oh yes, the chain also stretched to the end. By the way, the chain is tightened very, very conveniently - with eccentrics, unlike Desperado, where you had to turn 2 bolts and check the marks. Well, the fact that the chain stretched is my fault because... being under the impression, I completely forgot to lubricate it. And I was impressed by the fact that I went to Yekaterinburg for a motorcycle festival and spent the entire 3 days of the trip under a crazy downpour. Jets of water from under the wheels washed the lubricant off the chain, and I lost all the polymers.
Also, I fell a lot and once, without driving up the hill, I fell back over the saddle and hit myself with my empty skull. So much so that I lost consciousness for a couple of seconds. It's funny. This is like a knockout that I once caught in the army. Well, that's okay. So, one day I fell again, and at a speed of about 30-40 km/h. It fell in a field and now the steering wheel is slightly bent. Here.
Having fallen again, the plastic wind flaps somehow twisted and bent the brake lever. Yes, they bent it so that it became awesomely convenient to brake with two fingers! These plastic wind protections are made of some kind of space material, because they don’t break or crack at all, they don’t even care about falls.
In general, regarding reliability, I understood one thing, which I will share in the very last paragraph. All the reliability of technology is in our head.
Tourenduro?
Let's take some stock. I’ve compiled a list of criteria for what I think is an ideal touring enduro, and using it you can already see which bikes are suitable and which ones are crap. 1) Comfortable saddle. After all, the seating position of light and heavy enduro bikes is not much different, but the saddles are different. We are traveling far, we are tourists, so it should be comfortable to sit. 2) Wind protection. Otherwise it’s cold, wind pressure makes your back and neck tired, protection from rain, less noise in a helmet means your head gets less tired. But they say that you can hit your chin painfully on a windshield or cut off your own head. 3) Stability on the road. Here weight decides, yes. 4) Power reserve. And this is not only the volume of the fuel tank, but also the frequency of oil/filter changes. 5) Maintainability. So that you can fix it on the go using newspaper, clay and sticks without having to disassemble half the motorcycle. 6) Patency. We are enduro after all. 7) Weight. Heavy tourenduros are both good and bad. Light enduro is both bad and good. 
Luggage system. It’s better if at least a decent trunk comes from the factory. 9) Passenger convenience. Well, it’s debatable, enduring driving with a passenger is not only inconvenient for the driver, but also an additional danger for the passenger. Because there is a high probability for him to fall and knock out all his teeth. 10) Convenient for everyday use. Not all of us are money collectors, and not everyone can afford to have 2 motorcycles, which means it should be convenient to ride on your tourist motorcycle in the city, and just along the forest, and around the dacha, etc.
Of course, everyone praises their own swamp, but I seem to have found a tourist moto to my liking - Jebel.
Bottom line
1) Comfortable saddle. Jebel has a narrow saddle and the butt gets tired after 60 km. But you get into a stance, ride for a minute, the butt takes a relaxed spherical position and continues to saw. The problem can be solved by rethreading the saddle, or now I use touring butt pads. This rug has an elastic band. Oche helps by the way. 2) Wind protection. No. We should make a windbreaker. But, I'm used to it and it doesn't cause me any particular inconvenience. In the rain you still need a raincoat, but in the heat without a windbreak it cools perfectly. 3) Stability on the road. I don’t drive fast, 80-90 km/h, I don’t need more. There is enough stability on a loaded motorcycle or with a passenger. But when empty, it begins to chatter from the wind and longitudinal cracks in the road surface. 4) Power reserve. 350 km to reserve. Change the oil every 3000 km, the oil filter - 6000 km, the air vent is made of foam rubber and is washed with dishwashing detergent, then soaked in oil. 5) Maintainability. Everything is very accessible and simple. The chain is adjusted by eccentrics in 3 minutes. Oil filter on the side and take it out for another 2 minutes, tightening 3 bolts. In fact, everything is very friendly for repairs. Although I haven’t done anything yet except change the oil, filters, and replace the tires. The design is very simple and reliable. No injectors, no additional cooling system, no bunch of electronic sensors. 6) Patency. Lightweight enduro and that says it all. He will go wherever you want, but wherever you can. Weight matters here, and this is the main disadvantage of heavy enduros. Whatever one may say, a light endurik will go farther in rough terrain than an elephant. 7) Weight. It’s worth watching the video on YouTube to see how people struggle with heavy KTMs and BMWs. What if you are alone? It's terrible. Yes, there are people who can ride heavy as well as light, but WE ARE NOT THEM. And Jebel can be pulled out from anywhere with the help of one person. Even a jerk like me. Luggage system. It comes stock with a sturdy trunk. I ordered aluminum luggage frames from a kind person and am very pleased. 9) Passenger convenience. Oddly enough, it’s quite comfortable with a passenger and luggage bags. The motorcycle rides very smoothly and stably. There are passenger footrests. My girlfriend didn’t complain. Or too modest, or simply uncomfortable and silent. I'll give it to her! It's uncomfortable for her, you know. 10) Convenient for everyday use. Some advantages.
There's not even anything to say here. Small, nimble, all-climbing. I would not move a heavy tournard in the city and use it as an everyday remedy in the city. Here... Everyone will have their own opinion, but we are talking about touring ENDURO. Enduro is already the most versatile class, but it has been made worse by adding weight. Yes, there is greater stability on the track, but this weight kills all the advantages of the enduro class for the average user. It's good to drive on a good/average/bad ROAD. Where there are no roads or only a name from it, it is better not to interfere. In my opinion, to all those motorcycles to which the definition of Tourenduro is now attributed, I would attribute the term Touring road motorcycle. After all, a vole is also a road, and there, heavy enduros go quite well.
But light endurokes with a large tank, good light, long engine life, and a luggage system - these are true tourenduros.
A touch of psychology
And here I want to share my thoughts regarding the reliability of the motorcycle and overall enjoyment of travel. So, at one time I was very afraid that on a trip I would puncture a tire and I would have to look for a tire service somewhere, ask strangers for help, but I’m embarrassed, somehow get there on a flat tire, and if the tube gets chewed, and if they don’t have there will be a patch, and if they, seeing my hopeless situation, raise the price for repairs, and if they are drug addicts-sectarians who eat hedgehogs, drink kombucha, listening to Kirkorov rap, suddenly they will drag me into their society and I will have to give up motorcycles at all!? Can you imagine? With these thoughts I drove around and, of course, every time I stopped I checked the tires to see if they were flat. And what do you think? Clearly fig, pierced. But, thank Svarog, there were no hedgehogs or kombuchas. There were kind people who helped.
What's this all for?
And besides, any anxiety, obsession, feeling that “what if something happens!?”, this all interferes very much. The funny thing is that the world is what our expectations are. So I, like a drug addict who went on a trip, was waiting for something to happen to the wheel and here we go. And so it is in everything. And this will be confirmed if you, dear friend, look back at your past life, at your expectations, and at what happened because of them. Another example, if you don’t believe me. My brother and I love skiing. We have a forest around the city and there are cool ski tracks with slides. Moreover, we drive them so hard that it’s a total bummer, it’s cracking behind the ears, as they say. Yes, you can look HERE. The point is, I've noticed the following 500 times already. Here I am rolling down the mountain, the wind in my face, the rustling of snow under my skis, the speed is crazy, my brother is rolling ahead and yelling something, everything is awesome. But then the thought arises “just not to fall!” And what? Of course, I’m flying into the nearest snowdrift, my legs are out of joint, my sticks are dangling from the branches, and my brother is laughing, clutching his stomach. That is, at a time when the situation is very unstable, a bad thought that arises immediately affects the events that occur. The world reacts instantly. Another example. Notice how well and happily the second toe from the left on the right foot is doing. This is generally the happiest organ in my body! He feels so good in comfortable shoes, feels so warm in soft terry socks, and is very pleasant to walk on the cool parquet floor. And why? Yes, because my attention is not directed to him at all. I actually remembered this finger only now, when I am writing these lines. Even when I put on a sock, I don’t notice that toe, because I’m looking at the big one. I fucked him and there is now blood there. Other side. See how your girlfriend reacts to the pimples that sometimes appear on her face. Ay, he thinks, now I’m ugly, scary, ugly! That is, she directs her attention with such emotions to her face. Does the world think she’s ugly? scary? Receive and sign!
Transferring this knowledge to the motorcycle and to travel, now I don’t think anything bad can happen on the road. Not even that, at the beginning of the journey I try to feel a feeling, an emotion, as if I had already arrived from a trip, and from this future remember how cool it was, how much new I saw and how great of a time I had. When I do this, my lips spread into a smile and I can’t wait to go out on an adventure.
All the best, friends! Let there be no place for sorrows and sorrows in your life. Only light, joy and adventure!
I went.
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