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     Tod662 |
I know this was done a month or two ago for all bikes but I was wandering how many miles any body has put on a S1 in a day and a season also want to see how many S1 owners respond it isn’t nothing to brag about but I put 280 on one awesome Saturday last spring and bought my 96 with 2800 miles last winter and now have 9800 on it and can't wait for spring to wrack a whole lot more up | ||
| Bads1 |
Newfie is gonna like this thread cause he''l have some bragging rights. | ||
| Bartimus |
I think Ferris may have the most miles on an S1, in one day, we'll see. I just bought my '98 S1 about three weeks ago. The first Sunday I put about 300 miles on it, running down to Bisbee, and Tombstone, AZ. I'm planning on doing about a 450 mile loop this saturday. | ||
| Newfie_buell |
Where do you want me to start!!!! Trip #1 - first time I ever sat on a Buell - roughly 1500km in 24hrs - oh yeah this was my very first ride on the bike. Bigger Trip #2 - Newfoundland - 800km on way Part #2 - North Sydney to Kingston, ON - 1600km. Part #3 - Kingston, ON to Detroit - 650km I think. Part #4 - Detroit to East Troy, WI - 8hrs or so - not sure the km. It was fun!!!!!BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Ask me about the advenutre of Buffalo, NY - Blown Out Isolator and OZ666 - Now thats a STORY | ||
| Jmartz |
I went from Augusta, GA to Myrtle Beach, SC to Atlanta, GA in one day. About 700 miles. | ||
| Al_lighton |
I'll put my money on Sparky.... | ||
| Ferris |
most miles in a day on an S1W? three or four hundred, give or take. most miles in a day on an X1? seven or eight hundred, plus or minus. most miles in a day on an S2? one thousand and one, pretty much. most fun i ever had riding a Buell? exactly every time. FB  | ||
| Fullpower |
i dont have exact data, nor do i know the year, but i think a women possibly named fran (not sure) COMPLETED the iron butt rally on a buell s3t. it would have been in the '90s i will seek further documentation. if i am not mistaken, then that would likely be the daily, and weekly mileage record holder. | ||
| Ferris |
Legendary motorcyclist Fran Crane passed quietly away in a Salt Lake City, Utah hospital on the morning of September 12th, 1999, the tragic victim of a botched IV during recovery from non-life threatening injuries received three days prior while riding her BMW in the 1999 Iron Butt Rally. I did not know Fran Crane well. But...I'm blessed to have known her at all. Fran was to be one of our featured guests at Blue Groove/Northwest in June, 1997, and was coming up from her Scotts Valley, California home to Portland, Oregon on the Buell S3 Thunderbolt she was riding in the Iron Butt Rally in August. A bit of a shakedown cruise, which would also give her the chance to scope out the Yakima, Washington area, one of the checkpoints on the IBR. I was thrilled to know she was coming, and called her one night asking for insights I could publish on her upcoming Iron Butt adventure. She politely declined specific comments, stating she had agreed to exclusive rights to Battle 2win magazine, one of her sponsors. I respected her for that. We talked about general IBR stuff, and she invited me to stay with her and significant other Walter Andrews if I ever found myself down that way. When she discovered we'd just gotten our first computer, she offered to mail an AOL "Introductory" disk she had lying around--every e-mail we've ever sent or received since is a result of her thoughtfulness. Looking back, it seems no surprise that Fran was the first BG/NW participant to arrive that sunny Saturday morning in June, rolling into Horseshoe Lake Park in Woodland, Washington a tick before 6 a.m.--more than a couple hours early. I'm assuming she rode all night, which would be entirely in character. She was diminutive, quiet and soft-spoken, and, really, didn't fit the mental profile of an endurance rider I had been formulating. It was my impression that waiting around for three hours for the "Adventure Ride with Erik Buell" to formally begin was not high on her list of priorities--I'm sure she was well into the "Let's log some serious miles now!" mode. However, wait she did, politely fielding questions from BG/NW participants as they rumbled in. It's quite understandable that she was an especially big hit among the women in attendance. Honestly, I don't remember how or where in our pack of over 100 bikes she rode, as we carved our way up to the lunch gathering on the southeast side of Mount St. Helens--I was busy making sure Erik didn't make me look too bad up front. But I assume she was the picture of control, safety, and restraint, presenting herself and her sponsors well, and exposing herself to a minimum of risk from the raucous bunch of Buellin' Hooligans that she'd just met. Erik and Fran were the highlights of our lunch break, both fielding questions from the faithful in attendance. Again, I was struck by her quiet, polite demeanor. Unfortunately, our catered lunch was an hour late in arriving, and the time I spent furiously scouring the side of the volcano for our wayward food meant I got no photos of Fran during the stop. To this day, this saddens me. After lunch, Fran was off to Yakima with a wave and a smile--and then who knows where. She could have just as easily ridden off to New York or Florida or Alaska...or all three. I met Walter for the first time a month later at Blue Groove II in Sonora, California. It wasn't hard to see they were made for each other. Walter is also soft-spoken and polite, an equally avid and gifted motorcyclist and lover of the sport. Walter was riding his S1 that weekend (one of a bazillion bikes he's owned), and was riding it well. When the smoke from BattleTrax had cleared, he'd taken 2nd place overall. Walter had done much of the external systems preparation on Fran's S3 (auxiliary lighting, fuel, etc.), and reported that the process was going well, and that Fran was excited about representing Buell in such a prestigious event. In early September I organized a small ride to meet and greet Fran at the Yakima checkpoint when the Iron Butt Rally whooshed through Washington. I knew in advance that her Buell had been treating her poorly during the Rally--a serious engine malfunction had cost her over a day of precious time and lost opportunities for bonus points on the Florida to California leg. Furthermore, Fran--like the rest of the IBR participants--learned as they arrived in Yakima that fellow "Butt" Ron Major, another well-known and respected endurance rider, had died on the Rally the day before in Arizona, in circumstances then surrounded in mystery. (It was later determined, according to Major's daughter Kathy, that he died from a massive coronary.) Fran appeared exhausted, both mentally and physically. On top of the nearly unimaginable strain of reeling off thousand-mile days for over a week, the news of Major's death--Fran and he were good friends--was a crushing blow. I felt sorry for her, honestly, but my respect grew larger as she continued to be polite and diplomatic in the face of adversity. And bless her heart, she managed to smile when I took a group shot of her and our fellow Buell supporters. I felt guilty for even asking.  Left to right: Fran Crane, Jim Attebery, Dave Haagensen, Charlie Ballesteros, Dave "Gumby" Grundvig In spite of the serious mechanical woes she endured and the subsequent downtime, Fran and her tattered Thunderbolt finished the '97 Iron Butt Rally in 17th place overall, having covered 11,329 miles in eleven days (a staggering 1,030 mile-per-day average), the fourth highest mileage total out of the 78 starting riders. As she motored off into the starry Eastern Washington night, setting out on the last leg of the Rally, I felt equal parts profound admiration and heartfelt compassion. I didn't know it would be the last time I would see her. I thought of Fran often the past four days, as Fireman Jim and I motored home on our Buells from North Carolina to California after the BRATPAC Rally, seeing the country much the way she was accustomed to seeing it--from the seat of a motorcycle, hour after hour after hour at a time. At night, especially, as my field of vision narrowed out of necessity exclusively to the road ahead, stars twinkling above and benevolent spirits caressing my soul, it was easy to sense her, and feel an ethereal connection to the endurance motorcycling community. I wish I'd known her better, but I knew her well enough to know that she was one of us, and that our sport is better because of her gentle contributions. Godspeed Fran. We'll miss you. Jerry “Ferris Bueller” Haughton Sportbike USA 9/21/99 edited by ferris on January 24, 2004 | ||
| Fullpower |
thank you ferris. | ||
| Turnagain |
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| Ferris |
thank you Fullpower and Turnagain. i attended Fran's memorial service in Santa Cruz, and there were literally hundreds of people there, and not just from the motorcycling community. it was apparent from the words spoken and tears shed that day that Fran touched everyone she met. ride in peace, FB | ||
| Ferris |
 Fran Crane | ||
| Crusty |
I never got to meet Fran Crane. I remember reading an article she wrote about riding to Texas to meet a couple of friends for lunch. All three arrived early, so they had breakfast, instead. After they finished eating, they said goodbye, got on their bikes and rode home. I was really impressed. She became almost a hero to me. Although I never got to meet her, I was very saddened when she died. | ||
| Bigj |
Hey Ferris, Where'd you get that X1 at?  | ||
| Innes |
Dunno about S1's but I bought my M2 & rode it 250 miles home, well all bar the last 20 cos it stripped the oil pump drive. BUT I STILL LOVE IT!  (even if I can't get a free t shirt! grumble grumble) | ||
| Newfie_buell |
You just got to know the right people, Innes!!! | ||
| Innes |
I'll fly to Montreal in the summer, rent a bike & come and nick yours! | ||
| Newfie_buell |
Montreal, Nice Beautiful City!!!!Been there a couple times last summer. You always welcome here on the island!!! Have you ever visited the French Islands of 'St. Pierre and Miquelon' almost like someone took you out of a North American setting and dropped you right into the heart of a French Provincial Town. Simply Beautiful - I got pictures around somewhere and if I can find them will scan and post them. | ||
| Wyckedflesh |
Ferris, that was an incredible tribute. Thank you for sharing it. | ||
| Timbo |
Thanks Ferris, Well said, very well said. | ||
| Ferris |
thank you Wycked and Timbo. i was in Asheville, North Carolina for the last night of the BRATPAC Rally when i got the phone call with the news that Fran had died. i was crushed, so much so that i couldn't even tell the guys i had just spent several glorious days riding with. i apologize, again, for that, but i just didn't know what to say, and i knew when the words DID come out that they would be accompanied by lots of tears. over the next several days, as Fireman Jim and i rode our Buells cross-country back to California, the words above were born, and sitting down at the keyboard to make them permanent was one of the first things i did when i got home. there is so much more i could say about Fran, and Walter, but i already feel like i've hijacked this thread. Fullpower, thanks for unknowingly prompting me, in your first post above, to re-publish this tribute to Fran. it's been good for my soul to feel the words again--it's the first time i've read them in four and a half years--and i appreciate those of you who have taken the time to say thanks. ride to lean, FB | ||
| Crusty |
Innes, E-mail your address to me at: nmweast@aol.com and I'll see what I can do. Spiderman's taking care of Newfie, so I should be able to get you one. What size do you want? |
