The myth of URALs being unreliable bikes date back decades ago when their quality depended on the availibility of material, communist production targets and, often enough, a constant supply of vodka. The end products leaving the plant were mostly serial accidents.
However, these days are over! But up to this day a URAL continues to have a mind of its own. You don't choose a URAL, a URAL chooses you. It is not a bike for the faint-hearted. It is not flashy. It is not cool. It is not a Harley. It is a URAL. That's why we are into it.
Why on a URAL to New Zealand?
Good question! But since we keep riding (and sometimes pushing) our URALs persistantly and without coming to our senses for years now, we thought we might as well do it on the opposite side of the globe. As far as we know, no one has ever done something like this before. What more of a reason do you need?
Two men... four weeks... six wheels... 80 horsepowers... and 10 000 kilometers! And for good measurement we throw in: Robust russian motorcycle engineering, a hearty craving for adventure, a considerable dose of irrationalism and all that in the middle of one of the most beautiful countries in the world!
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