I wrote this and posted it to Facebook, and figured I'd post it here just as a thing. As far as I know, only 4 people have an SS cert on a Rebel 250, and I wanted to be (still do) #5. This is the account of the part of my trip I did on the Rebel 250. The picture is the entire trip, but the little leg going from northern Indiana into Missouri and back was my Rebel attempt.
Now for the story:
2020 Vacation Ride
- Robert Roye
So I wanted to talk just a little about my recent (July 3-4) DNF SS1k on a 2012 Honda Rebel CMX250C. Yes, it is 250cc.
Before you ask - yes. I am an idiot for even trying. Northern Indiana to Texas.
**Times are estimated**
Prep: Added a 2-point windshield that mounted on the handlebar. Added a Pro-Tac backrest. Changed out the rear turn signals from the cheapie LED ones I had to a spare set of Harley Sportster signals with LED inserts. Added a RAM ball with X-Grip and a 2-port USB power outlet (fused with an on/off switch). Added a sticker to the windshield from my previous SS1k. Bought an air cushion to sit on to eliminate vibration thru the seat. Insured my tank bag and tail bag were able to be properly secured in a good location (tied to the hard saddlebag mounts). Loaded up and did a 50 mile test ride.
Plotted route with 'avoiding highways' checked. Plotted fuel locations and food stops.
Start: Started GPS (Google Maps), SWConnect, and Spotify. Went to the 7-11 around the corner and got fuel and photo. Made sure everything was playing properly in the Sena bluetooth. Headed through town to the state highway I was going to use. Adjusted the throttle palm assist to the correct spot and settled in.
One hour in: Came to the understanding that the air cushion was actually amplifying the vibration in the glutes and pulled over to remove it. Jammed it between the backrest and tail bag and continued on.
Two hours in: Made first fuel stop and made sure to get photo. Hydrated (first thing I did on all stops). Tried to find a spot to stow the 'cushion' but was unable to find a good one. Gave cushion away to the guy on the other side of the pump because screw that cushion. Checked the oil on the bike. Continued on.
Four hours in: 2nd fuel stop. Noticed that the discomfort started about 40-50 miles after fuel stop and grew as time went on. Fuel stops are at the 120-125 mile marks, so I needed to figure something out to quell the searing agony. Other than the harmonic vibration in the seat, everything else is going very well. Keeping up with speed limits of 55-65 on state highways. Windshield performing as expected. Backrest a gift from heaven. Checked the oil on the bike. Continued.
Six hours in: 3rd fuel stop. Grabbed a gas station burger at a Casey's (it was surprisingly good) and a candy bar in addition to my bottle of tea. Walked around for about 15 minutes to get the glutes back into some sort of functional state. Made sure I had my baggie of Tums in a handy location in the tank bag (think gas station burger). Checked the oil on the bike. Continued.
7.5 hours in: Made an early gas stop to ease the puddle of pain in my posterior. Grabbed a snack and drink as I walked around to reacquaint myself with my butt. Noticed the windshield had tilted back just a bit. Moved it back into place. Checked the oil. Continued.
9 hours in: Another early gas stop due to pain. By this point all the roads were 65 MPH and since this bike has a 75 MPH top speed it is operating at roughly 90-95% RPM. Every time a cylinder fired, so did a nerve in my nethers. Snack, drink, and about 25-30 minutes of walking around to attempt to salvage what passes for my gluteus. Windshield had tilted back to about 45 degrees and even after tightening it, it still moved, so I left it there. Checked the oil. Continued.
10 hours in: Ouch. Stopped again, but at a Family Dollar (easy to find, as they have one about every 26 feet) and bought a towel to use as padding. Secured using spare bungee. Continued.
11 hours in: Pain. Fuel stop. Towel did not work as cushion, but hey - spare $3 towel. Decided to make this a meal stop and, after checking the oil, went next door to Arby's. Had to call on the phone to order and they brought the food out. Used the opportunity to spark a stogie, figuring on relaxing for the hour or so it takes to enjoy one. Glutes in good shape now feeling energized. Continued.
11.5 hours in: What fresh hell is this?!? I can't feel my legs at this point. I can see them, but that's all. I stop at a gas station and almost drop the bike because my legs didn't want to move. I do some calculations and discover that due to the time it takes to recover on each stop (and with that most likely increasing at each stop), I wasn't going to make my time. Called my friend that was going to be at the endpoint and make a Facebook post to let people know. Called it at 552 miles in. Found a hotel 12 miles away and almost decided to walk, but went ahead and rode.
The next morning: Decided, after talking to a friend back home, to ride back home and change bikes instead of do a total of 3300 miles on the pain machine. Rode home and (after a day to recover a bit) changed over to the 2016 Road Glide Ultra. Did not try for the SS1k due to lingering pain and took the first day back on the road easy.
Did 921 miles in 2 days on the Rebel. About 3300 on the Harley.
Now for the story:
2020 Vacation Ride
- Robert Roye
So I wanted to talk just a little about my recent (July 3-4) DNF SS1k on a 2012 Honda Rebel CMX250C. Yes, it is 250cc.
Before you ask - yes. I am an idiot for even trying. Northern Indiana to Texas.
**Times are estimated**
Prep: Added a 2-point windshield that mounted on the handlebar. Added a Pro-Tac backrest. Changed out the rear turn signals from the cheapie LED ones I had to a spare set of Harley Sportster signals with LED inserts. Added a RAM ball with X-Grip and a 2-port USB power outlet (fused with an on/off switch). Added a sticker to the windshield from my previous SS1k. Bought an air cushion to sit on to eliminate vibration thru the seat. Insured my tank bag and tail bag were able to be properly secured in a good location (tied to the hard saddlebag mounts). Loaded up and did a 50 mile test ride.
Plotted route with 'avoiding highways' checked. Plotted fuel locations and food stops.
Start: Started GPS (Google Maps), SWConnect, and Spotify. Went to the 7-11 around the corner and got fuel and photo. Made sure everything was playing properly in the Sena bluetooth. Headed through town to the state highway I was going to use. Adjusted the throttle palm assist to the correct spot and settled in.
One hour in: Came to the understanding that the air cushion was actually amplifying the vibration in the glutes and pulled over to remove it. Jammed it between the backrest and tail bag and continued on.
Two hours in: Made first fuel stop and made sure to get photo. Hydrated (first thing I did on all stops). Tried to find a spot to stow the 'cushion' but was unable to find a good one. Gave cushion away to the guy on the other side of the pump because screw that cushion. Checked the oil on the bike. Continued on.
Four hours in: 2nd fuel stop. Noticed that the discomfort started about 40-50 miles after fuel stop and grew as time went on. Fuel stops are at the 120-125 mile marks, so I needed to figure something out to quell the searing agony. Other than the harmonic vibration in the seat, everything else is going very well. Keeping up with speed limits of 55-65 on state highways. Windshield performing as expected. Backrest a gift from heaven. Checked the oil on the bike. Continued.
Six hours in: 3rd fuel stop. Grabbed a gas station burger at a Casey's (it was surprisingly good) and a candy bar in addition to my bottle of tea. Walked around for about 15 minutes to get the glutes back into some sort of functional state. Made sure I had my baggie of Tums in a handy location in the tank bag (think gas station burger). Checked the oil on the bike. Continued.
7.5 hours in: Made an early gas stop to ease the puddle of pain in my posterior. Grabbed a snack and drink as I walked around to reacquaint myself with my butt. Noticed the windshield had tilted back just a bit. Moved it back into place. Checked the oil. Continued.
9 hours in: Another early gas stop due to pain. By this point all the roads were 65 MPH and since this bike has a 75 MPH top speed it is operating at roughly 90-95% RPM. Every time a cylinder fired, so did a nerve in my nethers. Snack, drink, and about 25-30 minutes of walking around to attempt to salvage what passes for my gluteus. Windshield had tilted back to about 45 degrees and even after tightening it, it still moved, so I left it there. Checked the oil. Continued.
10 hours in: Ouch. Stopped again, but at a Family Dollar (easy to find, as they have one about every 26 feet) and bought a towel to use as padding. Secured using spare bungee. Continued.
11 hours in: Pain. Fuel stop. Towel did not work as cushion, but hey - spare $3 towel. Decided to make this a meal stop and, after checking the oil, went next door to Arby's. Had to call on the phone to order and they brought the food out. Used the opportunity to spark a stogie, figuring on relaxing for the hour or so it takes to enjoy one. Glutes in good shape now feeling energized. Continued.
11.5 hours in: What fresh hell is this?!? I can't feel my legs at this point. I can see them, but that's all. I stop at a gas station and almost drop the bike because my legs didn't want to move. I do some calculations and discover that due to the time it takes to recover on each stop (and with that most likely increasing at each stop), I wasn't going to make my time. Called my friend that was going to be at the endpoint and make a Facebook post to let people know. Called it at 552 miles in. Found a hotel 12 miles away and almost decided to walk, but went ahead and rode.
The next morning: Decided, after talking to a friend back home, to ride back home and change bikes instead of do a total of 3300 miles on the pain machine. Rode home and (after a day to recover a bit) changed over to the 2016 Road Glide Ultra. Did not try for the SS1k due to lingering pain and took the first day back on the road easy.
Did 921 miles in 2 days on the Rebel. About 3300 on the Harley.