Sunday, March 2, 2014

Kuberg Start Review

Cost: About $1,100 USD
Weight: 45lbs/20.5Kg
Seat Height: 16" (40cm)
Age Range: 3-5, but bike is rated to handle up to 220lb riders
Where to buy? http://www.kuberg.com/p-2-start.aspx

Been sorta meaning to do this for awhile but just haven't gotten around to it. I bought my 2 year, 10 months kid a Kuberg Start this past 2013 Xmas and think I've had enough time playing with it to give a summary. He just turned 3 and is riding it nearly everyday.

About the Start: Kuberg suggests this bike for riders aged 3-5 but I can see where slightly older or slightly younger would be fine - really just depends on your kid and you know them better than I do. Mine is a little bruiser and has been bombing big dirt hills on his Strider for months now - without brakes! His mom is forbidden to come with us on these rides. I wouldn't have hesitated getting him the Start a bit earlier but Christmas is a good excuse to drop $1200 on your kid. A lot right? Well a new gas powered 50 is about the same price, but there's a huge market of used gas 50's will run you around $600, and you can sell it when he's outgrown it for probably about the same. These electrics are in short supply in the used market, and from what I've seen are usually only about $200 cheaper than new. So most likely its a small investment to get your 3 year old on a bike 2 years earlier than the other kids. Even if you plan to go with a 2x heavier gas bike, the lowest seat height I found was 19.1" on the PW50, so you're looking at age 4 or 5 being the youngest you can start your rider on a gas bike. Plus unless you live out in the sticks, your kid is gonna get a ton of seat time on an electric bike. Garage? Backyard? No problem. Living room? Eh maybe when mom is at the store...

1st question: Oset or Kuberg? I did a lot of research beforehand, and while the Oset is vastly more popular (indeed I was 100% sold on getting one), once I'd seen both bikes in person the choice was obviously Kuberg. The construction is of considerably higher quality and the cost is only $50 more. Don't get me wrong, the Oset is a nice bike and its good for the industry to have brands competing. I just personally felt that the Kuberg was a nicer bike for the money.  For the smallest bikes, both brands are trials bikes - which is great since this gives them a much lower seat height than their gas cousins.  For the rest of the product line, Oset has stuck with trials while Kuberg has gone a slightly more motocross route, although currently Kuberg and not Oset has an adult sized trials bike coming to market.  Confused?  Just look at the product line of each bike and you'll understand what I mean.  

Kuberg customer service is amazing. I've heard that Oset shares this trait so with either bike, rest assured that any issues or questions you have will be dealt with usually the same day.

Packaging: Although well packaged, mine still came damaged. The box appeared to have been dropped repeatedly on the front forks. They were rolled over/rotated, but I was able to [mostly] straighten them. They don't travel very well but my kid is still too light to really make them travel so its not a huge concern just yet. Good thing too, as UPS is still figuring out how to handle my claim. The front wheel and front fender which aren't attached to the bike during shipping were also damaged but I was able to true them up to useable condition.


Assembly: Handlebars and front wheel/fender pretty much sum up the assembly. I think I spent about 7 minutes once I'd gotten all the parts unbent. Assembling Ikea furniture is harder than getting one of these bikes assembled.


Manual: Very good IMO. Instructions are very clear and cover basic maintenance and upkeep as well as tips for teaching a 1st time rider.

Mods: Despite having ridden a Strider since he turned 2, my kid was pretty nervous about the Start at first. He'd putt around but didn't like that he couldn't touch very well and the throttle/braking was rather lost on him. On the lowest speed setting balance is a serious issue since top speed is only about 2-2.5 mph on flat pavement. On hills/dirt/grass setting #1 is useless. The bike just sits there and hums. Setting #2 is great for hills/dirt/grass but is about 6-7 mph on flat pavement.

The speed selector button requires a 2 hand process. Its unlikely the little ones will be able to figure it out if you keep it subtle. Mine is a little problem solver and presses the button all the time trying to make it faster but doesn't realize it must be done in conjunction with the handlebar switch. The bike will remember the last setting used so you really won't have to mess with it. We did since we had to stick with #1 for pavement, then bump it up to #2 once we got on grass at the local park. Kuberg lists the top speed of the Start as 15mph/24Km/h. I stuck my 100 lb wife on it to test that on speed #5 and would say that's about accurate. Sustained use at max speed, you can expect about 1 hour of battery life for a child rider, less if your wife refuses to get off. At setting #2 (about 6-7 mph on flat concrete), we ride about 0.5 miles to a park, tear up all over the soccer field and some small grass hills for about an hour, and 0.5 miles home. The battery is usually around 60% full after that and is recharged in about an hour.



Anyway my solution was to make some training wheels until he got used to the power and controls. He's ready to remove them by now, so we're having chats about it every time we go ride. He gets his stubbornness from his mother.


He also thinks its funny to try and ditch us. He'll take off on his strider and try to find a way to lose you. Obviously then, we got a remote cutoff switch for his Kuberg from http://www.3built.com. I went with the universal one that comes with a 4AA battery pack but it looks as though they have one that will run on a 24v system now.

That's the cutoff mounted to the front of the upper battery (right side of pic), and the battery pack mounted to the rear of the lower battery. The charging plug is mounted under the subframe on the left side of the pic, directly above the motor. Its well protected during riding although it is in the most natural position to grab when you have to pick the bike up. Thankfully the mounting tab is pretty stout so I haven't bent it yet.


And the remote:


Weight loss: If nothing else, this is why you go electric and not gas!  Even as a 33 lb 2 year old, my kid was able to pick the bike up off the ground by himself.  However, at 44lbs, the Start is still 11 lbs heavier than my kid. I found some info on converting it over to LiPo batteries for a 9.5lb or 23% overall bike weight reduction. Cost is about $200. Plus the batteries are smaller so they'll only take up the bottom half of the lower battery tray, thereby lowering the center of gravity a fair bit. Going to be doing that in the next month. Many thanks to the Oset owners for doing all the R&D to come up with a way to do this conversion. Also I'm thinking of hacking off the kickstand since its steel and not really needed IMO.

Controls: It took my kid a couple rides to the park to really figure out the whole throttle/brake idea. The Kuberg has allen set screws to really adjust the levers down to the bars so don't worry about your kid's hands being too small to reach. Mine has rather dainty hands and he can use both brakes without taking his hands off the bars no problem. Just be warned, if you snug these levers up this much, you better have some very true wheels or your front brake will be rubbing. The rear is a band brake so no biggie there, but keep it true anyway.








Kill switch and battery level indicator





But we're in the US where MX is KING!
No problem. For about $80, we added a MX seat. Swapping em out takes a 3mm allen wrench and about 90 seconds. But it does add some considerable height to the seat putting it more on par with the seat height on the 50's:







More on Battery Life:  Kuberg sells 12v, 9Ah batteries for about $50 each and the Start requires two.  You can find the same batteries on Amazon for $20 each.  In case you're not really fluent in electrospeak just think of it like water.  9Ah is the capacity, or size of the bucket.  12v is the size of the hose on the bottom of the bucket, but since the batteries are wired in series, its actually a 24 volt hose leading to the motor.  Don't worry about it too much, just know that you can use any 12v battery that fits in the tray.  9Ah batteries will give you stock run time - which is more than adequate for kids.  If you have the odd kid that rides non-stop all day, then invest $40 for a second set of batteries.  Hook them up to a battery tender while he's wearing down the pair in the bike.  Swapping out batteries is a 10 minute job.  Likely however, you'll find that your kid will want to take breaks occasionally - when he does, just pop it on the charger and it will most likely be full by the time he's ready to ride again.  They're sealed lead acid batteries, so you're not going to hurt them by charging too frequently or when they're barely below full capacity.  Using this method, my kid has yet to drop the batteries even to the last warning light (1/3 capacity) despite riding all over camp all weekend long. 

Overall Impression: Great little bike for the young ones. At less than half the weight, nearly no maintenance, and no hot parts - I'm definitely sold on electric instead of gas. The 50's are dead IMO, electric is such a better platform for young riders. As far as Oset vs. Kuberg goes, I really truly hope that Oset gets away from Chinese production so that I have a competitive choice to make when my son outgrows his Start. My only complaints about the Start is that power setting #1 is just a bit too anemic, and #2 is a pretty considerable increase. I'd like to see #1 increased by 1mph or so just to make it usable without training wheels. Secondly the suspension is pretty hefty for young riders. I'm not sure if new forks will improve the front or not. As is, they're stiff and sticky. The rear spring is just too heavy for kids. Even my 100lb wife doesn't bottom it out when standing on the bike with the preload dialed all the way out.  Finally, I've noticed a bit of excessive twist on the swingarm with the training wheels installed.  I'd like to see the rear motor/swingarm brace replaced with square tube instead of flat bar to rectify this.

I wanted to add some action shots and some pics of the plastics removed so folks can get an idea of what's involved on these bikes:









Chain guard does a nice job of protecting your offspring from the rotating parts, but good parenting does an even better job. Chain adjustment is a 2 minute affair and since the motor is mounted on the swingarm you just snug it up just right and call it good. Spin the wheel after you tighten it, if its noisy, loosen it a bit.


Even with the preload fully loosened the suspension is really stiff for my 33lb kid. He doesn't seem to mind but a lighter spring option would be nice. The front forks are non-adjustable and mine stick a lot, although I suspect this is due in part to the damage done by UPS. Good view of the charging jack located under the seat on the right side of the bike.


Magnetic kill switch lanyard. A nice touch. Comes standard with a wrist lanyard. We added a small carabiner to ours so we can attach it to his waistband and leave his hands free.


Heim joint swingarm pivots. Really a nice touch. I've read that Oset has some issues here as they use a cheap plastic sleeve rather than a bushing.


Two 12v 8Ah batteries supply the power. Being sealed lead acid they're maintenance free and you can plug the bike into the charger after every ride if you choose to. Unfortunately at 6.5lbs each, they're pretty heavy. You can DIY swap in a pair of 5000mAh 6S LiPo's (at about $50 each) and drop 9.5 lbs. Unfortunately they're a bit more needy when it comes time to recharge so you really should remove them from the bike and you have to use a LiPo specific charger. Its more involved than the stock SLA's, but a nice option if you don't mind the added hassle. The bundle of yellow/green/red wire on the left is leftovers from the remote cutoff that I left stock length in case I need to move it to his next bike and need a longer run.


Gavin has discovered that he can spin the rear wheel on wet cement if he turns hard and punches it. He spent an hour doing it (notice all the tire tracks). Bike was still going strong when we got home but I put it on the charger anyway. Recharge time: about 15 minutes. We live in a gated community with a lot of retirees. Our HOA actually has a ban on Power Wheels types of toys because of the noise. No issue with the Kuberg. I've even had an HOA member come out and ask what I did to make it so quiet. "Spent a lot of money," I replied. Haha.


This is why you want one of these bikes. Can't get any more genuine than that.



Sunday, January 19, 2014

The Premature Rebuild

     It's been a busy couple of months.  Dad is healing well, but unsure still if he'll return to riding.  Well it was fun having a riding buddy for a few months anyway. 

     My bike has gotten a Rekluse clutch added (friggin awesome!), and I'm just finishing up the top end.  5000 miles, 160 hours, and it didn't even slightly need it.  Could have easily gone 200 hours at least.

     Unfortunately, I'm a crappy blogger and didn't really keep up on the pics.  TBH, with no followers and my monthly viewer ratings, I'm fairly certain my wife is the only person that regularly reads anything I put on here.  So yeah.  Hi honey and thanks for the support.  Here's some pics of what you've already seen in the garage.  Yeah I know I need to clean it...









    

     I'm doing my usual round of break in runs and I'm still waiting on a few miscellaneous parts so it'll be at least a week before I can take it out for a proper ride.
    

Friday, December 6, 2013

30th Annual LA Barstow to Vegas


     So this is my dad 5 days after LAB2V.  Yeah ouch.  6 broken ribs, a punctured lung, and a busted clavicle - most broken on both sides for a grand total of 11 fractures.  How'd it happen?  I'll get to that. 

     This was a good year for the 30th LAB2V.  Rain a couple days before and a light drizzle on day 1 left us with almost no dust for nearly 400 miles.

Sign-in on day 1 had the same problem as last year in that they have the tables setup inside a motorcycle shop.  While I can appreciate that this is nice for keeping the staff warm, the end result is that 15 people are cozy and 500 guys dressed for riding in 37 degrees with chance of showers are sweating their butts off.  I stayed wet from that all day.



Day 1 riding was nice.  We followed a similar route as last year out of town, but that's where the similarities ended.  It was a short day at only 140 miles, with some really nice views and a lot of very deep sand washes.  Even with the rain it was pretty tough going through some parts.  Dad dropped it a few times in the sand but made we made it to Barstow early all the same.













Day 2 had a nicer start since we just lined up at the check in gate on our bikes and rode through as soon as they opened the ride.  



A longer trek on the road meant that by the time we hit the dirt the herd of bikes was already starting to thin out.  We made great time, and hit a long section of powerline road and we were just smoking along at about 45mph.  I was getting a bit tired and thought about pulling over for a break several times figuring my dad could use a break as well.  Wish I had.



Every 1/2 mile or so on the powerline road we'd hit a section of sand.  So long as you stayed in the wheel ruts it was fine, but if you hit the center hump or shoulder it was DEEP.  Well my dad managed to clip into that center hump and went down HARD.  I saw him in my mirror as he tumbled.  2 riders stopped to help him up and I pulled his bike off the road while he sat on a hillside trying to catch his breath.  His bars were bent badly but the bike was still ride-able.  A glance at the GPS showed that we were pretty much screwed for getting to a paved road.  Either 38 miles ahead to Baker or about 30 miles back the way we came (and into opposing traffic).  Dad said he felt okay and he wanted to keep going and ride it off.  A couple miles later, despite going much slower, he hit sand and went down again, this time hurting his leg.  









We limped along at a very slow pace until we hit Baker and fueled up.  He was still up for continuing on, but once he saw how deep the sand was on the trail out of Baker we decided to take a 25 mile detour on the freeway to skip that section.  When we hit our exit and got off the freeway we stopped to stretch our legs at a gas station.  He was hurting really bad at this point.  The freeway ride had allowed him time to hold still and everything tightened up.  It was hard for him to throw in the towel, but we decided that it was for the best and phoned the wives in the chase vehicle.  He was content to stay there and wait for them while I continued on.



I really thought I was behind at this point so I tore into the trails, averaging about 55mph the whole way to the lunch stop.  



It wasn't until lunch in Sandy Valley and talking to other riders that I realized I was pretty close to the front of the pack.  This was nice as it allowed me to take the longer and more scenic route to Red Rock Canyon.  Once again, I attacked the trail and made great time.  



Red Rock is always revered as the best part of LAB2V so I couldn't wait to try it.  I hit the trail and had easy terrain for the first several miles until I came upon a group of about 10 bikes waiting in line.  Supposedly somebody had crashed and we were waiting to get through.  I waited a few minutes until it was my turn and cruised around a bend.  Up ahead lay a very rocky and fairly challenging but small hill.  Littered throughout were riders that clearly were in over their heads.  One guy on an adventure bike seemed to be having the most trouble and causing the majority of the traffic up the easy/preferred trail so I parked my bike and took his bike up for him.  Once he was out of the way however, the very next guy behind him and the rider behind that guy both tipped over and the traffic jam was no better.  The line had already grown by half a dozen more riders so I figured if I wanted to get through, better to just go and let people figure out for themselves that they needed to turn back.  I picked an ugly line through huge boulders and made it without incident.

Unfortunately the traffic didn't stop there.  Just a couple turns ahead and I hit another traffic jam.  This time the snow that dotted the canyon had frozen to ice on the trail and nobody could get traction.  I aired down my tires and plowed forward along the side of the trail avoiding all the stuck riders.  A guy tipped over in front of me on the last bit of hill so I had to dismount and run the bike up the rest.  Another hill, much steeper and icier than the last greeted me - once again it was blocked by riders waiting their turns.  I had no choice but to sit about 20 minutes until enough room opened up that I could squeeze by.  I chose to run my bike up, and made it easily, managing to dodge several downed riders and some guy snapping pictures from the middle of the trail.  

Another hill loomed ahead, this time I wiped out myself about midway up.  I'd been at this for well over an hour at this point and was getting quite tired.  It seemed like every hill was worse than the last and I was seriously ready to throw in the towel.  When I managed to get my bike pointed uphill again I ran it a bit, only to have 2 guys tip over in front of me completely blocking the trail.  I was done.  I had no idea how many more hills like this we had to go and at this rate I'd be lucky to make Vegas by 3am.  I turned my bike around and headed down, cautioning others as to the terrain ahead as I went.

It took awhile to weed through the traffic and was infinitely more challenging than it had been going up since not only were the preferred routes blocked, but also several alternatives.  The only route was down the stuff that nobody wanted to try to ride up.  My clutch hand was shaking by the time I made it to the rocky hill where I'd helped the adventure bike up. 

I was disappointed, but not so much as a week later when I watched a YouTube video somebody had posted of their ride through the canyon.  Turns out the hill I turned around on was the last one, and the sailing was smooth from then on.  I was 150' away from completing Red Rock.  Next year...

The alternate route was boring.  Nothing but a paved mountain road down into Vegas.  I phoned my wife at the finish line so she could get ready with the camera, and rolled in to be greeted by my new best friends.  



Mom and dad were there, my dad hurting but not complaining.  In fact, one of the 1st things he asked me as I was stuffing Thanksgiving leftovers down my face was how the terrain was after we split.  When I told him he was remorseful, saying he probably could have made it then. 

It wasn't until we were home on Monday and he was still hurting that he decided to go to the ER and we found out the damage.  Once I heard the tally and thinking back to how disappointed he was for not finishing, all I could think of was:





Thursday, October 10, 2013

Delayed Dash to the Memorials

  

     2011.  I had just moved back to California and was interested in getting into some dual sporting around here.  I stumbled across the District 37 AMA website and saw the Los Coyotes Dash to the Memorials ride to happen the following weekend.  Unfortunately funds were tight and logistics was a problem so I was unable to go.  However some awesome rider posted a GPS track of the ride so today my dad and I made the trip.  68 degrees, mildly damp soil with ZERO dust, 121 miles, 4 memorials, and nobody on the trail but the two of us.



     Scattered showers yesterday left the desert in an ideal condition for desert exploration.  As anyone that rides SoCal will tell you, once you manage to find a riding area that hasn't been closed by the green movement, you're going to have a lot of sand and even more dust.  I can't say we avoided the ever-present sand, but the mild rain meant almost no dust all day.



     Morning was a bit cool at 37 degrees as we setup for our ride at the Cuddleback staging area.  We'd left home at 5:30am hoping to get an early start but this was a bit cooler weather than we'd hoped to ride in.  Thankfully we managed enough layers to stay fairly comfortable until the temperature climbed over the next hour.



     This was my dad's 1st taste of sand in 45 years and he had two crashes within about 100 yards of one another.  I was a bit concerned that our day would end before it began but he kept on and those crashes were the only ones he had all day.



     After about an hour we arrived at the Husky Monument - a small patch of desert that has become a place to remember riders that have passed on over the years.  As I saw the words left by loved ones, the trinkets, the solar garden lights, the custom painted gas tank, the numerous handlebars and sprockets, the helmet cemented into a vault, the plastic stripper hanging off of a flag pole, and the empty Jack Daniels bottle, I couldn't help but think of all the people that think off-roaders are just dirty rednecks out trying to pollute and smash every living thing in the desert.  To those people I say go to this monument.  See past the brashness of the airbrushed middle finger and see that riding the desert isn't about the exploitation of the environment.  Its about families.  People brought these items to this location to honor and remember a loved one that loved riding the desert.  One death does not end a legacy of desert riding.  Their friends and family, whom with they shared countless lies over a dying fire continue to ride, and visit this place to remember those that are no longer with them on the trail.  We're not Nitro Circus out here, we're just normal folks that enjoy spending time camping and riding wide open spaces with the people we love.  I felt lucky to be able to visit this place for the first time with my dad.



     My dad was thoughtful enough to bring a small token to leave as respect for those that are no longer with us.



     Back on the trail, it was a long trek to our second destination - the XB-70 memorial, followed immediately by the crash site of the F-104.  These planes suffered a mid-air collision in 1966 while flying in formation for a publicity photograph for G.E.  We had a bit of trouble finding the XB-70 memorial using the GPS coordinates I'd found online, but managed once we extended our search beyond where it was "supposed" to be.




Twenty minutes of deep sandy whoops and we made it to the crash site of the F-104.



     Leaving here, we had a quick and uneventful trip down into Hinkley where we stopped for gas and a couple sandwiches.



     After that, it was another quick shot out some powerline roads, followed by jeep track until we came upon the crash site for the B-1a.  This crash occurred in 1984, and unlike the 2009 F-22 Raptor crash site, the USAF didn't spoil the historical significance of an impact zone by trying (quite poorly I might add) to erase it from the desert.  An area the size of a couple large houses is dotted with melted and burnt debris.  Pieces of fiberglass and carbon fiber flap in the wind, next to bent chunks of riveted aluminum.  The whole impact area is black and grey with ash, and at the center a lonely cairn stands for the pilot that lost his life when his ejection capsule malfunctioned during a low altitude maneuver.





     From here it was a tired and spirited jaunt back to the truck cruising across the desert at 45mph.  As I rode I thought about the things I've seen from the back of a motorcycle.  Sure you could probably take a 2WD car to these sites, but most people wouldn't.  You could hike there, or mountain bike, but you'd spend all day getting to just one location and back, and be exhausted for your effort.  We managed to see all four, and explore some truly beautiful back country, all for about $20 worth of gas.



Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Trackmaster II Rear and Parker DT Front

     I haven't had a chance to ride the bike offroad yet with them so a review will be posted later.  I convinced my dad that he'd spend less time on his butt if he had tires that didn't spin out every time the trail got a bit loose.  Catch is we spent a lot of money and effort lowering his bike and finding tires that weren't tragically taller than the stock rubber isn't the easiest thing in the world.  Supposedly this is a good combo for SoCal desert riding and they come in sizes pretty close to the stock tires.