FreshEgg
Just got it firing!
Ran out of brain 50 miles north of Weaverville, CA and low-sided the Griso on CA Hwy 3, a month ago. I can confirm that those headcovers are really vulnerable. The clutch master cylinder also didn't do to well, the combo rendering the bike inoperable after the crash. The later was probably worsened by the fact that i was running w/o bar-ends.
The repair estimate (priced to perfection) was over $8K and only short of a write off because I'm taking the calculated risk of flushing the engine for the dirt that entered the rocker box instead of a full tear down and clean.
The day had been an AWESOME SQUIDFEST up to that point: Sacramento to Red Bluff; west on CA 36 to Hayfork; then north on CA 3 toward Yreka. The action was so hot and heavy my clutch fingers were beginning to blister. For a 600 pound motorcycle, the Griso tears up mountain roads pretty well. You just have to hang off and punch it out of the corners with the surplus of torque available. The thing loves to trail brake, too. Unfortunately, it was a 93 to 95 degree day, compounded by a 98 degree day at Yosemite previously and I basically faded out near the end of the day, waking up in the middle of a nothing corner headed for the outside, slammed on the brakes and lost the front. I simply did not have the mental capacity to make the corner at that moment.
Hard Lesson Learned: (1) Don't fuck around with the issues of rest, heat and hydration. I actually did not want to stop because w/o air flow it was like a furnace in my gear. In retrospect, How Stupid Was That? (2) Consider Head Guards. Nevertheless, I am totally in love the Griso and the roads above are amazing. Don't miss them if you have the chance.
Cheers,
Jin
The repair estimate (priced to perfection) was over $8K and only short of a write off because I'm taking the calculated risk of flushing the engine for the dirt that entered the rocker box instead of a full tear down and clean.
The day had been an AWESOME SQUIDFEST up to that point: Sacramento to Red Bluff; west on CA 36 to Hayfork; then north on CA 3 toward Yreka. The action was so hot and heavy my clutch fingers were beginning to blister. For a 600 pound motorcycle, the Griso tears up mountain roads pretty well. You just have to hang off and punch it out of the corners with the surplus of torque available. The thing loves to trail brake, too. Unfortunately, it was a 93 to 95 degree day, compounded by a 98 degree day at Yosemite previously and I basically faded out near the end of the day, waking up in the middle of a nothing corner headed for the outside, slammed on the brakes and lost the front. I simply did not have the mental capacity to make the corner at that moment.
Hard Lesson Learned: (1) Don't fuck around with the issues of rest, heat and hydration. I actually did not want to stop because w/o air flow it was like a furnace in my gear. In retrospect, How Stupid Was That? (2) Consider Head Guards. Nevertheless, I am totally in love the Griso and the roads above are amazing. Don't miss them if you have the chance.
Cheers,
Jin