I CAME UP SHORT ON ONE OF THE TABLETOPS, AND I HEARD A LOUD POP AS I BOUNCED OFF THE TOP OF THE JUMP. SOMETHING HAD BROKEN. WAS IT ME? WAS IT THE BIKE?
handling and almost the same suspension. As I tooled around Uddevalla, my mind was full of questions. Why did they just copy a KTM? Doesn’t Husqvarna want to differentiate itself from its major competitors? How cool can a cloned bike ever hope to be? So, between rides, I started to ask the Husqvarna representatives the same questions I had been asking myself. They answered honestly. They told me that it takes a couple years to develop a new bike and, since KTM only finalized the purchase of Husky in March of 2013, they didn’t have the luxury of time for the 2014 model year. So rather than skip 2014, they made the choice to pick and choose their way through the KTM catalog and begin to offer loyal Husqvarna customers, not to mention their dealer network, bikes to buy. In the coming years, they will start to distinguish themselves with unique products. I was happy to hear their reasoning, because it’s hard to ride while pondering unanswered questions. With my mind at rest, I started to play musical chairs with the 2014 Husqvarna line. After I was done playing on the motocross track, it was time for some offroad action. An MXA rider going offroad? You bet. I grew up riding trails, and I love it, even though I prefer moto. I grabbed a TE300 with a headlight and hit Uddevalla’s trails. Husqvarna had set aside nine miles of trails through the beautiful Swedish forest. These trails were no walk in the park. My legs were dangling around trying to keep the bike straight over all the slick rocks and tree roots. I fell numerous times, but every time with a smile on my face. It was a blast! After eight hours of riding on 10 different models, I called it a day. I packed up my drenched riding gear and headed to the hotel. I had a great dinner with all the wonderful Husqvarna crew as they bid me farewell. With dinner done, it had been 31 hours since I’d left SoCal, and the clock was running out. I had time to grab a quick nap and get to the airport. During a short layover in London, I had a cup of breakfast tea and made it to my next flight. Thankfully, the plane was virtually empty, and I was able to lie down on the seat and sleep the sleep of angels. Okay, maybe I wasn’t totally sleepless in Sweden, but it sure felt like it when I got home. Was such a quick trip even worth doing? You bet! Who wouldn’t want to be among the first to ride brand-new motorcycles before anyone else? I was wined and dined, got to ride a legendary track, careened down some killer trails, rode 10
Mounds of soft dirt always leads
to some serious berm blasting.
The FC350 hooking
up on the moist