KTM Adventure 990 / 2009 for sale

A UK spec, 2009 KTM 990 Adventure, with luggage an extras for sale.

Specification:
– Registration: UK bike, first registered March 2009
– History: A KTM UK demonstrator (hence the Kettering reg number), which after 6 months, was sold by AMS Motorcycles, Tewkesbury (KTM dealer) to a garage salesman in Leominster (who runs a Royal Enfield dealership). I bought in from him in Sept 2010, with 4000 miles on the clock.
– Service History : 8000 mile (valve clearance etc) service done by Racing Centre Deurne (main Belgian KTM dealer) in Spring 2011. 12000 mile oil change done by me, using genuine parts in May. All filters and screens changed and oil tank drained.
– Mileage: Currently 12600 miles.
– Luggage : SW Motech racks and Trax Aluminum side cases, no top box (standard KTM rack). Excellent kit and better than the plastic KTM gobi cases. Lockable cases and racks.
– Other addons : SW Motech engine bars (fitted by me), along with fog lamps (not the retina burning type, good for being seen). Scott Oiler, with standard reservoir. Oxford heated grips.
– Tyres : Pirelli Scorpion AT’s front and rear useable (rear did 8000 and have spare front to be included with the bike).
– Usage: mainly on road, in UK, Ireland and Belgium in the last 12 months, not used at all this winter as laid up during house move. It does get used in rain, but hey, why own a bike otherwise.
– Condition: as with a used bike. Scott Oiler protects the LH exhaust as well as the chain and is messy, but chain life is excellent as a result. Some of the bolts are marked from road crap, which is a shame as older Adventures didn’t have this problem. Tool kit is complete, though has been used.

I’ve owned two Adventures since 2004 and they are great (oh and yes, apart from the icing issues, carb models were better !). The bike lives near Brecon, but will be out and about in UK and Belgium over the next couple of weeks, and can arrange to meet for a viewing. Will be London area next week (Thursday / Friday 5-6 July) and then later the following week.

Genuine reason for sale (*sigh*) and do need a bike, but will have to find something cheaper. Any further information needed then call me on +44 7720079845 or drop an email to malcolm@bwlch.net

Looking for something around £6900.

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Grumpy Club in Wales

Grumpy’s in Wales

Four of the club arrived; Roger, Roy and Dave accompanied my dad Allan on the trip, with Dave (with characteristic behaviour) riding his Bantam down from Berkshire to Bwlch. I’d already picked up the other bikes on trailer the previous week,

This years bikes, were the three Bantam’s from last year (though Roger’s was now more traditional black rather than last years orange) and my DT175 which I’d brought back from Belgium. Roy had a 4-stroke ex-WD BSA, which was by far the most powerful bike, but was nicely shod in trials tyres.

Day 1

Whilst Dave was riding down, (5 hours + including diversions as a result of a gas leak in Abergavenny), the others arrived by car, prepped the bikes and set off. I was working so caught up with them after a trip to Crickhowell, across Llangynidr mountain and then back to Llangorse and a bacon sandwich at the cafe there. A nice warm up ride and then back to Bwlch to meet with Dave whilst I think made chicken curry before adjourning to the New Inn. A disappointing pint if truth be told and some discussion about the weather for the week. Tomorrow was going to be the finest day by far and so get out and get some riding in.

Day 2

A route planned to take the team out over Mynnyd Eppynt and then across the Cambrian’s to Llyn Brianne was the order of the day.


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I needed to fix a laptop before we left, but luckily it turned up early and we set off with some sunshine (not seen for a few weeks). Down the back way into Brecon and through town and on the excellent B road through Lower and Upper Chapel, before taking the left-fork across the Army ranges towards Llangammarch Wells.

Crowded garage

Quick stop on what used to be the Drover’s Pub, not functional since 1940, when the Epynt was cleared of people to make an artillery firing range. Interestingly (and not known until I was writing this up, it seems that this was also the home of Mainland TT races in 1940’s and 50’s . Now a remote spot, once a thriving community and a lifestyle lost.

Mynnyd Eppynt

Over the top and down the escarpment on into Beulah. Refueling not needed as we headed up the long single track lane through to Abergwesyn and the road across to Tregaron. it’s a brilliant route across the Cambrian Mountains and the steep inclines (1:4 / 25%) and sharp bends make it interesting on a small two-stroke. A few forestry lorries around to keep you on your toes, who must be well coordinated in order to prevent interesting roadblocks.

Lunch above Tregaron

We took the road down round Soar y Mynnyd (where there is a good green lane route across to Llandewi Brefi), before continue towards Tregaron (this deviating from the original route, based on the fact it was a nice day and we were going well). A packed lunch had been provided for the Grumpies and we stop in a forestry picnic spot, which was nicely away from the road. The DT reverted to it’s previous starting problems and it was back to dropping fuel down the plug hole to get it running. Not perfect.

The petrol station in Tregaron sums up the place really, Attended Service with a slight attitude, but nothing menacing or overtly hostile (unlike a cricket match I played there in 1994)

Attended Service fuel stop in Tregaron

Roger’s Bantam decided to play up a bit after refueling so a bit of a delay as we headed down towards Llandewi Brefi. A scan of the map (and for this type of trip I can recommend the very good, cheap Ordnance Survey touring map of Mid & South Wales and noticed a mountain road I’d not been over, going from Llandewi to Ffarmers (where I’d once been to a party where someone turned up just wearing woad, unfortunately I a guy in his 50’s).

The chapel in Llandewi Brefi

A quick sighter of a council notice confirmed my suspicions (around by the Road Closed sign) that the road was officially closed. Decided to press on anyway, as the detour meant going all the way down into Lampeter and then round. The road has plenty of gravel on it and is broken up in places, but easily passable on a bike (old and new) and it crosses over a great part of Wales.

Llandewi Brefi to Ffarmers

Getting to Ffarmers and noticed that we’d lost my dad, who was a couple of miles back with a misfire and then a non-running bike. Quick diagnosis of closed-up points gap, a fix and then fixed. Roger’s bike wasn’t being exactly lively either and was pretty slow out of the hill from Pumsaint (where the National Trust were looking for tenants for the pub there). We made good time across to Llandovery and a cup of tea and the well known bikes haunt at the West End Cafe. Parked the DT between a couple of large trail bikes and went in for a very nice cup-of-tea.

Points trouble for Allan

Further discussions on Roger’s bike, specifically around timing advance,points gap etc and decided to do a quick fettle before starting the journey back. Rather than going for the A40 (which from Llandovery to Trecastle is excellent on a modern bike), decided on the back roads, initially going up through Myddfai to the Red Kite feeding centre in Llanduessant, before turning left towards Trecastle.

West End Cafe, Llandovery

Roger’s bike was now flying up the hills and the haze of blue smoke reduced. Hard on the heels of the DT, which was now suffering the consequences of ‘mixing by eye’ the two-stroke oil.

Tuning Roger's Bantam

Through onto Crai and then other the next hill or two into Heol Senni and then to the A470 Libanus. A quick turn right, took us through the foothills of the Brecon Beacons and then to Talybont-on-Usk. Here, we took refreshment at The Star Inn , still one of the better pubs in the area, still serving really nice real ale.

After a nice pint of pale ale, back to Bwlch, but only after I ran out of fuel and suppressed the nice taste of beer with that of petrol siphoned out of Dave’s Bantam

Whilst I nipped down to the airport (in by now pouring rain) to pick up Sophie, I dropped the Grumpy’s back at the Star for dinner and participation in the quiz night (where they didn’t too bad).

Day 3

A rainy day, saw the senior members leave me doing some work and then head of a wet tour of the Black Mountains. Not sure exactly where they went, but neither did they.

They retired to The Bear Hotel in Crickhowell, along with Sophie, for drinks, before a steak dinner back in Bwlch.

Day 4

Weather not good, with heavy rain returning in the morning (wettest June since records began etc etc). A quick phone call and we booked a place on the tour of Penderyn distillery , the place where Welsh Whisky is made.

Dave needed to be back in Berkshire to present his koi carp, so he set off on the Bantam, with heavy clouds and a cold wind the air. He’d need the heated grips he’d installed on the bike.

The rest of us, with jackets on, overtrousers ready, headed off into Brecon for fuel and then on the lanes over past the Brecon Beacons Mountain Centre and then over the pass from Heol Senni to Ystradfellte. The DT struggled but Roger’s Bantam was still going well up the single tracked hairpins.

More Bantam interest

The road here forms part of Sarn Helen, the ancient road that runs through parts of mid and west Wales. It’s a great spot , though the weather wasn’t helping the views. The Sarn Helen route is a well-known green lane for the off-road fraternity and I’m still not sure what it’s legal status is, as there are plenty of notices proclaiming no access for motor vehicles.

Down the valley into Ystrafellte and across the river and up and onwards onto Penderyn (more rain) and arrived at the distillery at spot on 1pm and at the same Sophie turned up in the van, The tour is interesting, and though the distillery is small compared with some of the Scottish ones, its worth stopping for a visit. They one use a single still and distilling process(compared with two in Scotland and three in Ireland), but get high strength alcohol from it. They also don’t seem to do the top-and-tailing that you see in Scotland (well at the Talisker distillery anyway).

Healthy Lunch in Hirwaun

After the tour ended up in the cafe in Hirwaun which has a practical , if somehwhat robust selection of cheap food for those passing through.

Sophie headed back to Brecon in the van, whilst I proceeded to get everyone lost as I tried to find a back-way out of Hirwaun. Ended up back on the road to Penderyn and then right on the small road through Cwm Cadlan. A great area (with some interesting caves and limestone morphology) though the tranquil peace of the area was shattered by Roger as the end cap, then the baffle detached from his exhaust. Roy picked up the baffle but after a 20 minute search back up the lane, no sign.

Roger's bike gets even sportier

Now sounding like something from lightweight TT circa 1963, we all set off towards Cefn Coed (a brief bit on the A470) and then across towards Talybont-on-Usk, via Ponsticill and the mountain road. Weather still crap, but road great and the steep pull across Torpantau had the DT struggling again. Nice run down by the reservoir though and it looked like the weather was clearing up.

Back in Star in Talybont, a plan was hatched with Roy keen for a quick circumnavigation of the Black Mountains, via Forest Coat Pit, Llanthony, Gospel Pass and back via Talgarth. My Dad and Roger repaired to Bwlch, and as the heavens opened, Roy and I played a game of psychological ‘chicken’ in Llangynidyr, as both thinking each other wanted to still do the trip.

Needless to say, we got through some big puddles, heavy rainstorms, and the cold of Gospel Pass (was this June?), before heading back with all haste towards Bwlch. Not been so cold on a bike for a while and following a nice shower, we retired for dinner in the Bear Hotel in Crickhowell.

One day good weather, two not so good, but some good trips over some excellent roads. As has been said before (probably on these pages) going slower on a bike is sometimes a lot better than going quickly and a lot better than being in a car. You see a lot more.

Belgium Trip; All to plan ?

The planned trip to Belgium to race at Koningshooikt did happen however, with a Friday->Sunday trip from South Wales to the vicinity of Antwerp and the VMCF meeting running on the Saturday.

The team ended up with Mark and Kevin, with the Cappra and a Honda XR and Mike Parry coming along with the tool-kit. The team was completed with Dan Evans, the secret weapon along with his Husqvarna 500 twinshock. Youth and ability meant Dan would be able to maintain some form of credibility for the Welsh contingent.

A loaded trailer and van was loaded in Tredegar for a prompt start as we headed east in torrential rain. Newspapers, pictures of elegant ladies and the first of the food were open by the Severn Bridge, as the indicators stopped working on the trailer. Still raining as we headed via Farnborough to pick up a package for me, to find the connector for the trailer lights were missing and a bare cable dragging under the trailer. Off to Halfords for a replacement, before back on the road to Folkestone and Eurotunnel. First job for Mike and his well endowed tool kit was to fit the plug whilst in submerged under the channel.

Mike inspecting the work

Uneventful crossing of France, and into Belgium and the Antwerp rush hour as we headed out to Lier and the campsite for the weekend. Sophie knew the guy who was in the processing of getting his campsite together and who’d had to hurriedly got the showers working after realising he’d got campers for the weekend. Sophie met us on the ring to show the way and after a quick shower off to find the track at Fort Koningshooikt.

After some rather obscure direction signs, we found the track after asking some fishermen who also confirmed the meeting was ‘afgelast’ (ie canceled) because of the condition of the track. Bugger. Before returning to the car confirmed with one of the organisers who was clearing up signs and markers. Needless to say, there was a certain amount of disbelief which continued as the team ate the dinner in Lier prepared by Sophie.

Plan B was hatched and some internet research confirmed that MC Lille have a practice session on Saturday’s and the track was available for adults from 12 till 6pm. Not racing, but at least something to run the bikes on. All was not lost.

Now, I’d been to the Lille track last year and knew it was a modern track, which was also pretty sandy, oh and had some nice jumps in it. I thought Dan would enjoy it so the evening’s conversation in the bars of Lier was fairly positive given the 400 miles we’d driven for a canceled meeting. However, also on the plus side, drive 100 miles to a canceled meeting in Wales and you’ve got to go back and probably do some DIY etc. In this case a lesson in ordering and consuming Belgian beer was on offer.

A surprisingly prompt start saw the team back in Lier for breakfast and then heading off to Lille at around 10.30. It’s only a 20 minute drive (another advantage of Belgium, it’s small), Arrived at the track and yes, no problem with practice for the princely sum of 10 euro (about £9 currently); excellent. The juniors were out practicing when we arrived and the track had been graded, so after a few visits to the crapper (yes, practice as well as racing are always double drop days), it was out with the bikes and on with the kit.

The paddock at Lille

Kevin’s XR didn’t do a complete lap before packing up, but some time in the paddock had it sorted and ran well, except for a broken throttle cable later. The MX250 went well, with new piston and barrel, though a mystery stopping illness developed later. This could be due to the replacement fuel tank I was using, but the bike managed about 15 laps (which was more than the rider could handle). Mark’s Cappra got ridden by a few people, including Mark and general opinion was, that whilst it went in a straight line, getting it round corners wasn’t so straightforward. Mike took the bike for a spin and ding’ed the exhaust but seemed to enjoy himself. Dan was in good form and only love and care for the big Huskie saw him limit himself to 25 laps.

Dan and the Husky at Lille

As the afternoon wore on, more modern bikes arrived for practice and the track became more rutted and a bit more dangerous. Watching people go past at head-height was quite amusing at times but you had to watch out for some very quick locals.

Lille is a sand track

Sophie came over with lunch and refreshments during the afternoon and by 5pm everyone was knackered, so pack up and back to the campsite; all in all not a bad afternoon and something to remember of the trip. Some discussion about racing on the Sunday (MC Lille run classic classes), but decided against, though Dan was pretty keen to enter. Entry would have been around 25 euro, including the transponder rental and something to think about for the next trip.

Back to campsite, though we had to pick up my DT175 ready for a trip back to Lier. Kevin volunteered to ride it out to the campsite, following the van, so we could load it there. An interesting piece overtaking, a level crossing and a lapse in remembering which side of the road to be on, probably resulting in one motorist requiring an upholstery clean.

Then latter out to Kessel (a village near Lier) and the excellent Frituur Maria to experience the chips (fries) the Belgian way. Short chat with a guy whose father rode a Matchless in motocross in the 50’s and then back into Lier for some more entertainment, which continued in a number of venues through town until the early hours (bars are open till people go home in Lier).

Again, everyone was getting ready at 09h00 when Sophie and I got back to the campsite with breakfast and then said farewells to our hostess, before hitting the road back to Calais and Tredegar. Apart from queues at Eurotunnel, some very lethal farts and a catalogue of motorcycle related deaths experienced by residents of Tredegar and uneventful journey back (its’ about 6.5 hours of driving with the trailer). Despite the canceled race, made the best of the weekend and now planning for the next trip (maybe to Scotland in September ?)

Lunch and a brew on the way back