The proving grounds were the rugged terrain of the Hatfield McCoy trails in West Virginia. A perfect place for a challenging duel to compare the capabilities of our one-wheel drive and two-wheel drive sidecar motorcycles. Read on to see how well the Ural sidecars traversed the rough and muddy mountains; I’m bettin’ you’ll be surprised.
No more hemming and hawing. No more worrying or waiting. We borrowed things, pooled our money and did whatever it took. In tears and quiet frustration, we were all thinking the same thing: “Let’s go on a big ride.”
Max disappeared. He escaped on a motorbike and wouldn’t return for three years, after logging over 37,000 miles across the globe. He fled the humdrum rat race to receive an education in freedom from the world itself. A book about his journey aboard a finicky BMW Funduro named Farlap is materializing at this very moment.