Yesterday was a high-octane journey through the iconic sights of San Francisco and into the open valleys of California. We transitioned from freezing coastal fog to steep city inclines, crossed the world’s most famous suspension bridge, navigated hidden mountain passes, and wrapped up the day by test-riding the future of two wheels. From Lombard Street…
If yesterday was about high-altitude heat and desert climbs, today was the complete opposite. We woke up to a brisk, gray California morning that felt a lot more like late autumn than the middle of August. It was a day of heavy marine layers, unexpected weather lessons, roadside chats with law enforcement, and one of…
Yesterday was the definitive cross-California epic. We went from the quiet, desert-baked dirt of a historic mining camp, climbed nearly 8,000 feet into alpine twists, cut straight through the heart of LA traffic to hit the official end of Route 66, and finally ate dinner on the rocks of the Pacific Coast Highway as the…
Leaving the neon oasis of Las Vegas behind is always a bittersweet moment, but when you’re pointing the front wheels toward the California border, the anticipation of the open road takes over. Yesterday’s run from Sin City to Calico Ghost Town was supposed to be a straightforward desert sprint, but as we’ve learned on this…
After battling a relentless onslaught of charging system failures and sacrificing three separate stators to the roadside gods, the crew earned a mandatory recovery day in Las Vegas. No highway miles, no high-voltage alarms, and no helmets—just a localized mission to get our broken squad back on two wheels. Vegas had a completely different energy…
After battling a relentless onslaught of charging system failures and sacrificing three separate stators to the roadside gods, the crew earned a mandatory recovery day in Las Vegas. No highway miles, no high-voltage alarms, and no helmets—just a localized mission to get our broken squad back on two wheels. Vegas had a completely different energy…
There is a distinct shift in the energy of a road trip when you turn your front wheel away from the quiet desert tracks and point it directly toward the neon capital of the world. Yesterday’s run from Lake Havasu City to Las Vegas was a blistering, 105°F push across state lines, packed with weird…
There is nothing quite like a 4:00 AM alarm in a national park lodge, but when the payoff is watching the world wake up over the South Rim, you don’t complain. Yesterday was a massive, cross-desert haul filled with bittersweet logistics, blistering triple-digit heat, aggressive wildlife, and a bizarre piece of British engineering hidden deep…
If Route 66 has taught our crew anything over the last few days, it’s that the road takes as much as it gives. Just when you think you’ve sorted out the mechanical gremlins, the Mother Road reminds you who is really in charge. Yesterday was a wild mix of backtracking, chasing vanishing voltage, unexpected Hollywood…
There is a distinct shift in the air when you cross into the American Southwest. The horizons stretch out infinitely wider, the dirt turns a deep crimson, and the roadside history becomes beautifully surreal. Yesterday’s run from the neon glow of Tucumcari, New Mexico, to the iconic tepees of Holbrook, Arizona, was a massive milestone…
