Author: Marco Silva

It’s a brisk Denver morning as we stroll into the BMW dealership. I wanted to get there as soon as they opened to commence the discussion on how to get my bike back on the road sooner rather than later. The service counter is ruled by a lovely woman who proceeds to tell me that there is only one man…

This is becoming an all too familiar sight – the passenger seat of a vehicle housing the rear dimensions large enough to transport my horse. I’m not sure what’s more uncomfortable, the artificial fresh air filling the tow truck cabin or watching all these miles go by with out riding them myself. As Colorado’s landscape evolves from flat lands to…

Given the lack of clearance on the cross bar of the brackets on the R90 coupled with the added weight of all the gear, the rear tire was bottoming out. I had chopped an extra front fender off a CB550 and bolted it to the crossbar with some countersunk bolts. Turns out, the bolts weren’t sunk in enough, or at…

We’ve been getting an interesting amount of attention on the road for the bikes we decided to take on this trip so why not break down what we are riding. The Japanese Italian Bruno is on his ‘79 Honda CX500, the smallest of the three stallions but it’s kept up with no issue what so ever. It was purchased in…

It’s 4:15pm on the side of route 70 in West Virgina and my odometer reads 146 miles on this tank just before the R90 dies. It didn’t sputter or slowly lose power, it just died. Once we finish coasting to the shoulder of the highway I begin to worry about the dreaded electronic ignition issues I had been having a…