Awright, progressing well towards the new off-road racing seasons thought few hick ups along the way. So, let's start by what has happened over the last 2 months.
When I got back to Dubai, all the parts to turn the Kove into racing machine had arrived from China and I took the bike immy to Robby at MX performance to mount the steering damper, the Michelin desert tyre, the bibe mousse, the titanium exhaust, the race spec ECU and, equally important, the Navigation tower.
According to Robbie the wiring was a nightmare as all instructions were in Chinese 😂😂
Anyway, after a week of work, the bike was ready for a proper test ride. But had no means of transportation as it is not advisable to ride with off road tyre and mousse on the road (unless you are ready to change them every few hundreds Km). Considering, my son wanted to buy a car, I made a deal with him that if he purchased a pickup, then I would chip in with the option of using at my own leisure on demand. Deal was made and I am now the co-owner of a F150 Raptor with long bed.
Ideal to transport my Kove or my CRF from race to race.
Meanwhile, few riders were coming back from their summer break and GOT organized a social evening to welcome everyone's back and to kick off the adventure bike season.
So, following that diner Jorge and a crew consisting of Luigi, and Alejo organized a ride in the Ras Al Khaimah desert which turned out to be a great morning out.
When I took the Kove back out in the desert with few friends, it raised the interest of few other riders.
The ride went fine until I got stuck in soft sand. Nothing unusual really, just need to lay the bike down, get her out of the hole and start up again. Except that this time, the Kove would not start. After 20 minutes and almost draining the battery, I push the kill switch button and heard the fuel pump ignite, so was able to ride back to camp. My first thought was the bike must have a sensor and to reactivate the start button, I needed to turn on/off the kill switch, weird but possible. In reality, I was proud of myself to have made that discovery.
It got us so motivated that Maddi, Jorge and I went on training the next day on our big bikes. Otherwise, I got myself an airbag that cost me a fortune, ordered decal for the Kove and riding kit for the season.