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I finished out one year, riding about 28,000 miles, all over the country...Bonneville Salt Flats in Wendover, UT to watch the bike runs, another trip back out that way, except to Colorado Springs to visit a biker bud and his girlfriend, later through Arkansas, Tennesse, and finally, Kentucky to see a sis.
For that kind of riding, anyone in their right mind needed an Ultra or Road King. One prob: that darn Deuce was just too much fun to ride. When I bought her, I spun her back around and had the dealer install a big-bore kit that included high-compression, big-valve heads, SE203 cams...the whole enchilada. This gal was carbureted, so I could squeeze a lot more out of it than an EPA-burdened injection system. It took 2 separate jetting on the dyno to max it out, but when you wanted, that carb would deliver fuel like flushing a commode...or would settle down and just sip fuel at a more efficient, higher compression rate of 46mpg. Actually, by the time I've covered about 175-miles or so, I'm ready to get off and rest my butt.
A big bore kit, cams, and carb jetting doesn't turn a heavy, Harley cruiser into a crotch rocket, but that dude could jump from about 35 to 90 in a blink. It was just too dern fun to ride...so...I just kept loading up my T-Bag and burning up the deserts and mountains, along with a bunch of nutty folks.To carry my travel stuff I had to add the Deuce bags and I ran a T-Bag off the 2-up seat backrest for clothes and my laptop.
If you've never experienced it, I'm not sure there's a way to explain it. You just have to do it
I that a Road King...I love to ride..used to ride dirt-now into Harlleys.Gramps, a R.R. engineer, road a Harley daredevil in the shere. I have a cool pic.
Oh WHATA FEELING! CYCLE-THERAPY!