Getting into Adventure Green
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The first time I rode from Delhi<br />
to Chandigarh, it was with my<br />
mate Paddy Minne on two<br />
Royal Enfields, on the first leg of a<br />
7,000-mile ride back to the UK.<br />
It was 1998, I’d passed my bike test<br />
two years earlier, and ridden 30 miles<br />
on a bike in my life. Including the<br />
test. This time, I was 18 years older,<br />
and not a bit wiser, but at least the<br />
Royal Enfield was better than ours<br />
back then, which were made of little<br />
more than tinfoil and hope.<br />
The new Enfield Himalayan, it’s<br />
designed for newbies moving up<br />
from a 125cc machine and with<br />
their gaze fixed on the horizon, just<br />
as good at going to the shops as to<br />
the Himalayas.<br />
Which was exactly where I was<br />
heading, on the Himalayan<br />
Odyssey, one of a host of official<br />
Royal Enfield rides from a company<br />
already making 400,000 bikes<br />
a year, with a new 750cc twin<br />
in the offing, and hell bent on<br />
global domination of mid-range<br />
motorcycling by 2020.<br />
Rather than fitting the existing<br />
500cc Bullet engine with a small<br />
bore kit, the Himalayan’s 411cc<br />
lump is fresh off the drawing board,<br />
and has a carb rather than injection.<br />
Remember those?<br />
Enfield’s rationale is that a carb is<br />
easier to fix in the back of beyond<br />
by a man with a hammer, while<br />
the bike’s adventure credentials<br />
are ticked by a Harris chassis,<br />
rear mono-shock, long-travel<br />
suspension, crash bars, upswept<br />
exhaust and 21in front wheel.<br />
The 15-litre tank may not sound<br />
much by GS <strong>Adventure</strong> standards,<br />
but with the frugal long-stroke engine<br />
giving upwards of 80mpg, it’s enough<br />
for a range of up to 230 miles.<br />
The biggest surprise, though, as I<br />
climbed aboard in Delhi, was the<br />
dash. Compared to my Enfield,<br />
which had a speedo and ammeter,<br />
this was like the instrument panel<br />
of the Space Shuttle, with a speedo,<br />
tacho and a digital panel telling<br />
you everything to the time of high<br />
tide in Hong Kong. It even has a<br />
compass, just in case you get lost on<br />
the way to Sainsbury’s.<br />
As I rode north on the dual<br />
carriageway out of Delhi with 75<br />
Indian riders on various Enfields<br />
and a smattering of Australians,<br />
French and Colombians, it was 46C<br />
and as humid as a Turkish bath.<br />
I could tell I was in India when I<br />
passed an elephant trundling along<br />
the slow lane, but at least he was<br />
going the right way; the last time,<br />
I’d met a horse walking the other<br />
way down the fast lane, although<br />
I use the term lane loosely, since<br />
locals pay little attention to them,<br />
traffic lights or other road users.<br />
Still, it’s not as bad as Naples.<br />
As for the bike, acceleration, as<br />
you’d expect with only 25 horses<br />
under the tank, didn’t set my pants<br />
on fire, although to be fair, my pants<br />
were so soggy due to the heat and<br />
humidity that even a Multistrada<br />
running on methanol would have<br />
failed to ignite them.<br />
Having said that, it’s perky enough<br />
if you keep it in the sweet spot<br />
between 3,000 and 5,000rpm, and<br />
the real surprise was that even at<br />
a top speed nudging 75mph, the<br />
engine’s balance shaft kept it so<br />
smooth that the mirrors were rocksolid<br />
compared to the vibey 500cc<br />
Bullet and 535cc Continental GT.<br />
Mind you, at that speed, the engine<br />
was talking to me, and what it was<br />
saying in cultivated Anglo-Indian<br />
tones was: “I say, old chap, are<br />
you late for an appointment or<br />
something?” I apologised profusely,<br />
and settled back to a contented<br />
55mph and 5,000rpm.<br />
“I SAY OLD CHAP,<br />
ARE YOU LATE FOR<br />
AN APPOINTMENT<br />
OR SOMETHING?”<br />
Handling was sweet and light, and<br />
the combination of that 21in front<br />
wheel and 8in and 7in suspension<br />
travel on the front and rear<br />
respectively soaked up even the most<br />
ham-fisted efforts of RJ Singh, voted<br />
India’s worst road builder for the<br />
past three years. However, the real<br />
test would come in the mountains,<br />
where every spring the Himalayas<br />
chew up the roads and spit them<br />
out to teach humans a lesson about<br />
trying to conquer nature.<br />
The brakes, meanwhile, have only<br />
one disc up front, but it’s more than<br />
adequate with only 183kg of bike<br />
to haul in, although with no slipper<br />
clutch, the back wheel locked quite<br />
easily when changing down to first.<br />
Still, with such a light bike it<br />
was never a problem, and it<br />
was accompanied by a delicious<br />
symphony of pops and barps from<br />
the exhaust.<br />
Only faults? A seat designed for<br />
Indian riders, who weigh the same