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It's a 2008 Ural Tourist. That red is actually a factory color. It has around 5000km on it (their instruments read in kilometers). It is immaculate, it is not leaking, there is no rust, and it started on the first crank. It's got a bunch of extra accessories not pictured, like a spare wheel/tire that mounts on the back of the sidecar, and a tonneau cover, and a bunch of chrome doohickeys, and a deep sump.
I haven't picked it up yet. It is in southern Indiana and I don't know how to drive it well enough to attempt the long ride home. I did take it for a test ride, which was pretty exciting. I won't be giving any sidecar rides until I get more comfortable piloting the darn thing. I've made an appointment to have a trailer hitch put on the Subaru, and reserved a trailer, so I can go down and fetch it next weekend.
So the next question people have been asking me is "Why???" Well, I have been thinking for some time that it would be fun to get a sidecar rig, but most sidecars, you have to construct on your own, and this seemed like an insurmountable project for someone who doesn't yet even know how to drive one. How could I make good decisions, coming from a place of complete ignorance? The Ural comes from the factory with a sidecar. It is modest in size and I can get familiar with how it all works, so that if I want to do something more DIY and creative later, I'll be coming from a position of knowledge. And if it turns out I don't like it as much as I hoped, or if I decide I want to approach it completely differently, I'll be able to turn this one around and sell it without taking a huge financial bath, since this complete rig cost less than I'd spend for any DIY project built around another bike.
Plus, I can drive it in the snow, and haul things in it, and carry people who wouldn't be able to get on the Super10's passenger seat. :)
Being me, I am already thinking about the first farkles. I think I should get the inside of the car rhino-lined before a bunch of friends climb in and out and scuff it up with their feet.
