Dirt_Dad
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I first put money down to pre-order my first Tenere on 9/10/2010. That bike arrived on 8/2/2011. Which began an odsey of 4 Teneres, which accumulated somewhere around 130K miles. All of that ended with today when an active US Army medic rode away with my last Tenere in the garage. He's a gen 1 owner and really could appreciate all the improvements of the gen 2. Honestly I could not be happier with the bike going to a knowledgeable rider who understands what he got. I was honored to throw a few extra farkles his way to say thank you to him for his service. This is a very satisifying way to end my Tenere time.
It's been a wonderful 10 years of being invested in Teneres.
From the first Tenere that was thrown into a hurricane within the first month of ownership.
To my second one which attended the very first Romney Camp N Ride
My third one that went to the Arctic Circle up the Dalton
And the fourth one that was DM's Alaska bike. (sorry honey, it's really the only good exclusively you bike I had)
Have a lot of history with the Tenere.
From Newfoundland
To Anchor Point, Alaska
I've seen North America from the seat of a Super Tenere. Love it all.
A Tenere protected me when I hit a deer and totaled the bike in Minnesota.
And took me as far west as I've gone in the lower 48 so far.
I've loved all my Teneres and it's bitter sweet to see this much loved bike leave.
But I'm pleased it's going to a soldier, and will be appreciated for many years to come.
Good bye old friend. Treat the next guy as well as you treated me.
It's been a wonderful 10 years of being invested in Teneres.
From the first Tenere that was thrown into a hurricane within the first month of ownership.
To my second one which attended the very first Romney Camp N Ride
My third one that went to the Arctic Circle up the Dalton
And the fourth one that was DM's Alaska bike. (sorry honey, it's really the only good exclusively you bike I had)
Have a lot of history with the Tenere.
From Newfoundland
To Anchor Point, Alaska
I've seen North America from the seat of a Super Tenere. Love it all.
A Tenere protected me when I hit a deer and totaled the bike in Minnesota.
And took me as far west as I've gone in the lower 48 so far.
I've loved all my Teneres and it's bitter sweet to see this much loved bike leave.
But I'm pleased it's going to a soldier, and will be appreciated for many years to come.
Good bye old friend. Treat the next guy as well as you treated me.